It's not very often we get this whole parenting thing "right". I know I work a lot...and have been traveling TOO much this past month. We don't have set bedtimes, or rigorous dinner schedules - or even a kitchen for that matter right now. As two working parents we do the best we can. And I have to think, that THAT is good enough.
I care that he grows up a gentleman. I care that he stands up to bullies and never becomes one. I care that he respects all things - that he sees the beauty in the world and wants to do something to protect it.
I don't care much about late school night dinners or wiping him down with baby wipes when we don't have time for a shower (...).
It's these little wins that make me content. Late night impromptu pizza parlor dinners with quarters spent on teeny plastic dogs, me eating Nate's meatball sandwich when i ordered a salad, and Captain conking out on my lap when he's had enough.
This is what i rush home for. This is what I'll remember.