Sometimes I notice the little things--like how this one section was like twice the size of the rest.
Yep, that is totally random and doesn't matter. But, some little things aren't random at all and do matter.
Like when I'm reading Henry his bedtime stories and he turns his head toward me, puts his hand on my cheek, and turns my head towards him because he wants me to kiss his forehead.
Like when Jaxon says, "Mommy, hold me" and climbs up on my lap for a hug and kiss.
Like when Devin looks into my eyes and says, "I love you, Sweets."
I am thankful for those things.