One day, my boys will be grown and they will move out to live on their own. And my wife and I will finally live in a clean and quiet house. And we will miss the days, like this one, when toys were left on our steps and our boys were at home in the evenings to play and to laugh and fight about whose turn it is to brush their teeth first.
I get the frustration, and like the reminder that I’ll miss the days when my kids were little. I need to enjoy the things they do at 9, 5, 3 currently because one day fairly soon they won’t be doing kid things anymore.