Again

Some days I get annoyed at having to tie the same pair of tennis shoes for the third time in a morning before we leave the house. Other times I am so frustrated that I have to repeatedly tell my daughter if her clothes are dirty or clean at the end of the day. I wonder how many more times I will be getting washcloths for sticky hands or sweeping the crumbs under my son's chair. I try not to get annoyed at the many fluids I've cleaned up off the floors today. But every once and a while I see a glimpse of my children doing a new thing independently and while I am excited, I know that some day I will miss tying those shoes, again.