Dear Children,

Dear Children,

For years now I have made your beds, cleaned up your messes and prepared your meals. I have washed your clothing and cleaned the house. I have taken a moment to Thank God for blessing me with the four of you.
I have cleaned poop smeared on walls and bedding because I took advise and let you cry. I have walked in on you painting my carpet and walls with paint Daddy forgot to put up. I have been angry with you, shocked and amazed by you. I have been baffled beyond belief by each of you over the years.
I have been covered in your drool, vomit (totally disgusting) and hugs. I have listened to Dora the Explorer and Thomas the Tank Engine more times that I care to admit (I even know some of the theme songs to lame cartoons)
I watched you roll over, crawl and then walk for the first time. I have taken you to school and followed you there on your first days of Kindergarten.
I have stepped on Lego's, hot wheels and barbie paraphernalia. I have watched you as you play with your toys, read your books and studied your homework. I have been here when you needed help, and will continue to do so throughout your life.
I have refereed fights, listened to senseless babble caused by fighting and watched as you have wanted to kill one another.
I have held you, rocked you, comforted you, cleaned you, and taken care of you when you were sick. I have nurtured you, cherished you and been extremely thankful for each and every one of you.
As our lives have changed and I have watched you grow, I have made sure that you are all cared for and provided for. Sometimes those changes have not been easy, down right hard even, sometimes you have hated me, and I have wondered why I do this every day. We have had many ups and currently some downs. Life has not turned out how we thought it would, but we are still together and that is what is important.
So as I continue to take care of you, cook for you, wash your dirty laundry and make your beds, I want to let you know that even on the days I want to shake you until I can figure out what is making you the insane demon child you have become on occasion, that I love you and I will always love you. I am here for you every day and for whatever you need.
Regardless if you are bad, angry, happy, sad, or just plain stubborn (you get that from your mom and your dad ,so blame dad), I love you and each day I have with you is a blessing that I do not take for granted.

Love,

Mom