So I had a bit of an epiphany this morning...Seems like every morning these days you crank up the little Jack in the box and go through the routine or plan if you will, and you hope that nothing goes wrong..But let's face it...something is bound to not go as planned. I started my Monday morning like most, scrambling to get my things and Noah out the door, first I forgot my cofee...then I forgot Noahs carseat...ran back inside grabbed it. Then as Noah is coming out of the house in his red shirt and khaki shorts, he's got one blue sock on and one red...im thinking What the heck! I run back in and find him two matching socks and ask him to please put them on, I walk back outside finish loading up the truck, he gets in and we are off to school, when we got there we hopped out of the truck and started walking to his Kindergarden building and I look down and I see one red sock and one blue sock and initially I got upset and then calmly asked why he didn't listen and his reply was these are comfy socks the ones that matched weren't and normally I would tell him it looks silly to have one red and one blue sock on but today I just said "well comfy is more important than being uncomfortable". We laughed he gave me a big hug and we went our own ways...I realized this morning that I am so accustomed to the plan and so stressed by the "Jack in the box" of my everyday, that I often don't listen to my own child, and can sometimes be so disconnected because of my own stress I completely miss out on all the little laughs and hugs....took me 3 extra weeks to make this resoulution, but my resolution is to give Noah and Julie more of me and less of someone else.