-Someday there won't be any leftover apple cores from army men and pirates left in my armchair.
- Someday I won't hear the sounds of children stories being read aloud to siblings in my living room.
-Someday I will find the last lone sock. No more searching for lost socks on Sunday morning.
- Someday I won't have to brush wood shavings and dirt off jackets from hard-working little men.
- Someday these little men will be big men. Maybe even 6' 4" like daddy.
The more I think of someday....the more I appreciate right now.