Not your typical Mother's Day post

If you're a mom, do you ever have those moments when you think you can't love your children any more?

Like maybe when they stumble over their ABC's in the most adorable way?

Or when they truly believe that a kiss from you will really make their owie all better?

Or when you gaze at their angelic sleeping faces late at night?

Or when they ask who's coming over when they see you vacuuming?

Okay, maybe not so much that last one.

But really, there are moments as a mom when I think my heart might just explode because I love my kids so much. All it takes is one cute look or a tight squeeze or a mispronounced word to melt away all of the frustration over when Addie smeared foundation and mascara and eyeliner all over the newly cleaned carpet in my bedroom the other day petty offenses.

But there is one thing that makes my heart both explode with love and break all at once. It's a face only a mother could love. And if you're a mom, I think you'll know what I mean.

It's Brody's poopin' face.


And hey! Here's an interesting tidbit: Emma's poopin' face once made me wet my pants in the middle of Target. Good times!

Brody, if these pictures resurface 40 years from now when you're running for president... I'm sorry. But I love you more than you'll ever know.


Happy Mother's Day!