you know what i love?
i love when i come home from being gone at a session, or anywhere, and i pull jeff’s car into the garage (i take his car as much as possible because its hybrid-my car doesnt fit in our garage, and its a gas guzzling beast-but i have four children and i need that beast thank you very much) and i turn off the car and sit for a second. and wait…
for the sound of eight little feet bouncing down the stairs
and the cries of “mommy is home, mommy is home!” from mckenna
and the garage door opening and all of them tumbling out to greet me.
and handing them my things because they all want to help me extract myself from the car.
and stumbling back into the house with four bodies as close to mine as possible.
and seeing my husband with a beer in his hand and a smile on his face.
i love that.