"is this what i want to be doing the day i die?"

so, the title of this post is actually the title of a post over at the blog radiofreeschool.  i read it, and my heart immediatley shouted "yes!"

okay, so some days are a little hairy.  i've certainly had my share of days where i just knew that i was ruining my kids' lives and that some stranger in a daycare somewhere ought to be the one who sees them for most of the day.  seriously.  then i take a breath and remember that i chose this life, and there's not one single snot-covered, poopie diaper infused moment i would trade for all the money in the world.  are you kidding me?!  i loooove my kids, they amaze and delight me.  and, on those espeically magical days that i can remind myself of that straightway, we spend a lot of our precious time singing and dancing and hugging and loving and not having a care in the world.

so, yes, if i had to die tumbling in the warm sun with beautiful, bountiful naked babes in my arms and a husband loving me so much i could burst, well, i can't imagine a heaven without that.