taste
coffee
hot dogs and mac&cheese
vanilla yogurt
smell
stagnant but yet somehow wonderfully beautiful child morning breath
dog farts
the best smell on Earth; Brandon's neck
hear
"hold you"
"Mum!"
the kids giggling
touch
the feel of worn carpet on my cheek from laying on the floor (to wait for a child to fall asleep in her bed, while pretending to be a sleeping monster before jumping up to chase the kids, after dramatically falling to the floor during wrestling-basketball)
her fine hair while brushing it across her forehead or back from her face
his heavy body barreling into me for a hug, a tackle, or to be carried
sight
the two kids on the breakfast table bench framed with our backyard and our mountain view out the window
his shadow in our bedroom doorway in the middle of the night
her face; nose to nose with mine
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