4 Wet Heads, Noses, Smiles

As redundant as it is to wash four heads and four bodies every night and as painfully boring it is to brush and floss their teeth before they zoom away, how grateful I am for those four smiling heads. Sweet are the days of four sets of jammies and clean "bigs" and panties. When Brad sneaks out of bed and asks to snuggle on the couch, I hate to turn him away because one day he won't want to snuggle. One day, everyone will find their own underwear and put it on themselves. And one day, the bathroom door will slam shut for privacy sake.