Mommyhood is filled with phases. I sometimes feel like my life is one big string of them. Some of them are easier than others. Some phases make me want more kids. And some phases make me want less kids... Poop accidents are bad phase. Wanting to snuggle and be read to constantly is a good phase. Sleeping through the night is an AWESOME phase!
Right now the girls are in an "art" phase. Their passion for coloring has replaced their dress up phase which lasted almost 3 years. They still dress up, but they no longer wear a princess dress from sun up to sun down. I miss it already.
Now the girls spend most of their free hours sitting on our bar stools side by side coloring. We have two stools and three girls, so it gets a bit tight at times, but they love it.
When the girls were in their dress up phase I was constantly picking up tulle dresses, toy rings, necklaces, tiaras, plastic high heels, Dollar Store bracelets and princess dresses. They changed their clothes constantly and created tons of extra laundry as a result. I'll be honest, I didn't always love it. If fact it sometimes drove me crazy to have princess stuff in every corner of every room of the house. But now that it isn't their, I miss it.
And it drives me crazy to have papers, crayons, tape and coloring books, markers and glue sticks and tiny pieces of cut up paper strewn across my kitchen counter ALL day EVERY day. But I know that when my little girls tire of coloring side by side each day, that I will miss that too. So instead of begrudgingly picking up the marker with a missing lid and the broken crayon for the 100th time each day I am going to strive to cherish each piece of art work, every broken crayon.