You know. That moment that you dreamed about having with your kid(s). The thing you always looked forward to when you were planning/dreaming about your family.

Last night, D was being kind of fussy while I was cleaning up from dinner. So I turned on "Sky Full of Stars," turned it up, and grabbed his hands to dance. He totally didn't want to dance, so I ended up twirling him around and before you know it he was giggling like crazy and I was laughing and then I was crying because - there it was. That moment. I always dreamed I'd be the crazy mom that has dance parties in the kitchen. My husband walked in the door at that moment and I just looked up at him, tears streaming down my face, and said "We're having a dance party!" At this point, D was begging for more and tap-dancing his little feet like crazy.

I constantly have little moments that make me so happy my heart could burst, but that was "THE MOMENT" for me. Have you had your "moment?"