Making Memories

So here's the deal, so much of my time is spent being a wife, mom, nurse, housekeeper, laundry goddess...insert your own here, that many times I forget to sit back and make memories. However, I'm sure I make them for my children. They will remember how stressed and frazzled I got, or how I asked them to do "hard-core family clean-ups" or how I was forever nagging them to please put their dishes in the dishwasher,  make their beds or just de-clutter the kitchen (please!). Are those the moments I want them to remember or are the moments I cherish the ones I want them to remember? The following conversation took place at my house last week as we were rushing around frantically trying to get ready for Baccalaureate. It was an event that made me smile and warmed my heart for the rest of the night because for once instead of planning everything down to the last minute detail I left life up to chance and just enjoyed the moment. This is the only picture I have of that night but it doesn't really matter because the memories will always be in my heart.

 "Can I wear my pink fishy tie? What about pants? Can I wear my khakis and Sperry's? No, I don't want to wear my black pants. I'm going to wear my khakis. Do I have to tuck my shirt in? Do I even have to wear pants? I'm not going to wear pants because no one will see what I'm wearing under my gown."  And I just laughed. I laughed because the tension was a little high at my house. I laughed because he was right...no one would see under his gown. And I laughed because in the grand scheme of things it just doesn't matter, it's no big deal. I gave up control and enjoyed the moment and believe me that was such a freeing moment for me. I don't have to control everything, life doesn't have to be perfect. Sometimes a perfect life comes from all of our imperfect moments and there we have it...making memories.