Life, Interrupted

So often our conversation goes like this:

"...and I was running down the trail to catch up with...[oh no, Peter spit up, grab me the wipes]...ok, so what were you saying hunny? uhhh, I forget..."


", what did you have for supper? umm, we had some...[oops, Peter just bumped his head on the sofa and is crying...ew, and his diaper needs to be changed]...were we talking about something important? oh, probably not -- I don't remember..."

So many missing details escaping into the stratosphere without being heard! I'm sure I'm missing many nuggets of wisdom from my dear husband's lips...