Even though I had just barked “get your shoes on!” for the 5th time in 3 minutes, and even though they were moving so slowly I could have driven to school and back again before any progress was made, and even though I realized that the car doors were locked only after bringing out both babies at the same time, forcing me to put them back down on the kitchen floor while I grabbed the keys, pushing me to Frustration Level 10, I listened to Warren when he said, “Mom, take a picture of us like this!”
So, it would make us one more minute late. What is that in the scheme of things? Especially when, with each day that goes by, I’m understanding more and more that these small moments are gone in an instant.
And so I paused and saw my babies and smiled.