My little Dino likes big messes.
His communication is still limited to a few signs, animal sounds, and crying.
I am not a "better" mother with my eighth than I was with my first, but I am a more confidant mother.
I don't stress over spilled cheese puffs.
I laugh and take pictures, gently teach, and love more.
I love being a mother.
These little ones keep my life so fun.