They don't have boy made stick forests enveloping their back yards
I'm certain they don't have socks stuck to the side of their fireplace because their kids thought it would be a fun way to pass the time.
No the neighbor's kids no longer get off the school bus wearing a marker mustache
Sometimes I am too. But then those same neighbors with the quiet, perfectly clean houses and manicured lawns and years of wisdom and experience behind them lament how fast the time went and how they miss those socks in unexpected places, those barefoot, stick wielding boys and little princesses and then I want nothing more than to savor these ordinary days when my kids think I am amazing and funny.
I want to remember the sweet song that our sweet 9 year old wrote and sang to me and that at least for today my kids think that I "make the stars look dull because I'm so bright, an amazing mother a beautiful light."