What I want to remember

When my nest is empty and they have flown away, when day by day I am I am not the center of their universe, when they are too big to curl up in my lap.....this is what I want to remember

Monkey being very proud of matching his cloths all by himself.

Realizing out of the blue that Cupcake knows her alphabet and is ready for real lessons.

The overwhelming excitement of  Monkey painting his own toy dinosaurs.

Cupcake falling asleep mid tea party.

But mostly I want to remember how happy Monkey is to help putting groceries away and having strangers in public go out of their way to tell me how polite he is and how wonderful it is to see how much he loves helping me.  And finding friends in the commissary to chase and hug.

And I that smile, that melts hearts, and the friendly woman at Smash Burger who calls Cupcake "Tinker Bell" and just wants a shy little girl to give her a hug. The sounds of singing coming from any room she is in, singing made up lyrics to bring sunshine to every day.