So what prompted this confession? A friend of mine posted pictures of toddler destruction today that included powder covering the entire room. It reminded me of all the little moments, that seemed like big moments at the time, when I would walk into: ointment on the stuffed piggy, tissues torn into little pieces, an entire box of wipes emptied, powder sprinkled everywhere and yes, murals on the wall. And truthfully, those moments are some of my most favorite memories of Lilly. I hope that I can continue to find the joy in those moments. I mean, who can really resist a diaper ointment covered piggy bum?