Cycles of naptime, waketime, snacks, meals, and bedtime--punctuated by lions, tigers, and bears, lots of scraped knees, scaling the Everest of counter-tops and Kilimanjaro of stools.  So much of life is defined by small everyday routines.  I really love all of this--even when it feels like all I've done in a day is feed, change diapers, chase down a toddler, calm a baby, put shoes on, take shoes off.  It's amazing the amount of satisfaction and bliss it brings.