Even when the boys call their sister to the kitchen so they can run and take her seat on the sofa.
Even when my daughter calls her brothers "ball sac" just because they giggle.
The easy going routines.
The day trips.
The things they say/do as each child tries to figure out who they are in this huge, unpredictable world.
I am trying.
Because I know all of these little moments will be big moments as I remember them in the years to come.
I love that even though my boys fight every flippin' minute of the day, they are still the best of friends.
I love that they love to be silly and their funny personalities are noticed by everyone around them.
I love being the Mom to these two goofs.
But I could do without the attitudes.
Hold me as I try to survive the next 10 years.