A better day, please?

Wel after yesterday, and the day before.... I kept telling myself "Things can only get better". Well they did. Yesterday afternoon Lil told me why she tried to make toast. "Mommy, I just wanted to make you breakfast, because I love you". Ok, how could you be mad? The house still smells like burnt toast and a little smoky, but thats OK. Over the past 4 years of either being pregnant or having kids I have learned that its the little things that matter most. Its the hugs, snot nose kisses, the I love you's that come from their hearts. How could I seriously be angry with my little girl. She was trying to do something nice for me! Now the toaster is in a cupboard! This morning she did put some bread in the oven (luckily she cant reach the knobs) so she could try and make breakfast AGAIN. So I told her that tomorrow she can help me make a big breakfast.
Having kids does teach you patience. It teaches you to not let the silly things get to you. It teaches you that love is so important! Everyday is an adventure, especially in my house =) But everyday is oh so fun!
Last night Po slept in his bed, HALF THE NIGHT, and in my arms the rest. Hey, its a start! I love that he LOVES me so much that he needs to know I am right there next to him! But wow, it would be nice to sleep comfortably. Will that ever happen while I have kids at home? Will it ever happen again? Even when they are grown and moved out (sniffles) I will always worry about them... oh the joys of mother hood!
What is pretty pathetic is...... Last night Lil tells me "I love sleeping in my families bed". Not Mommy and Daddy's bed, but the FAMILIES BED! Maybe I should move my bed to the living room? haha! Lil knows that she needs to fall asleep in her bed for 1 week and she will get a trip to Wal mart for a treat. Blackmail or reward? What would you call it? hehe!