Today is one of those days.  Nor­mally, when I say “one of those days” I mean a day when one child man­ages to pee on the floor NEXT TO the potty or when some­one dumps a pot of tepid cof­fee on the floor or when a child throws away an impor­tant part of a carseat and your hus­band ends up jump­ing into the dump­ster to recover it.  Today I mean it is one of those days when I look at my kids and I am filled with love for them.  I want to kiss them.  I want to hug them.  I want every­one who has ever seen them in a lesser cute moment to see them right now.  I want them to know I love them SO much, and that I am so blessed to be their mother.  Some days I feel inad­e­quate in my abil­ity to par­ent them and deal with the dis­ci­pline issues that come up.  Today I feel inad­e­quate and so unwor­thy of hav­ing such beau­ti­ful chil­dren.  I love it when it is one of these days.