I will forget the holidays with my in-laws - the excitement on faces when opening gifts and playing games, the joy and shock of children up at midnight, the love of my children playing with their Granny & Grandpa.
I will forget Jamie pulling my kids up the icy hill at the park because the sledding hill had melted, Caitlyn's face and squeals as I slung her sled around on the ice, Elijah's red face as his daddy carried him to the car.
I will forget Caitlyn roller skating ever so slowly around the track at the park while I pushed Elijah's stroller in circles around her to keep him from crying.
I will forget all these things because I lost my camera. I retraced all my steps to no avail. Every cute face the kids made brought tears to my eyes because I couldn't capture it. I was so devastated that I woke up sobbing at 2 am, inconsolable.
But today the healing begins, because Jamie bought me a new camera. I know my troubles are light compared to most mothers in the world, but I am so thankful to be able to record these precious moments with my family. As soon as I could charge the battery I recreated what we wanted to video last night - the joy of Elijah upon receiving a cookie...