"Stop and smell the roses"

As I was preparing lesson for my YW class, I have come across this talk by President Monson.
It has moved me to tears as I have read and felt how much I can use his counsel. Here is the sample of his talk....and the pictures of some of my messes in life for which I am SO grateful (though at times I was far from a gratitude) President Monson talk inspired me just not to worry so much.
"Many years ago, Arthur Gordon wrote in a national magazine, and I quote:
“When I was around thirteen and my brother ten, Father had promised to take us to the circus. But at lunchtime there was a phone call; some urgent business required his attention downtown. We braced ourselves for disappointment. Then we heard him say [into the phone], ‘No, I won’t be down. It’ll have to wait.’
“When he came back to the table, Mother smiled. ‘The circus keeps coming back, you know,’ [she said.]
“‘I know,’ said Father. ‘But childhood doesn’t.’”
If you have children who are grown and gone, in all likelihood you have occasionally felt pangs of loss and the recognition that you didn’t appreciate that time of life as much as you should have. Of course, there is no going back, but only forward. Rather than dwelling on the past, we should make the most of today, of the here and now, doing all we can to provide pleasant memories for the future.
If you are still in the process of raising children, be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will—to your surprise—miss them profoundly."

Of course, this are so few of them that I will treasure, and so many that will only remain in my memory ( like the day after I finished painting my whole house, and two of my kids decided it was fun to draw pictures on the walls. Or the day I have found Rylee on the top of the counter top dumping EVERYTHING on Drew who was amazed by how much fun sugar, flower, rice, pasta, salt, etc, etc, etc, can be, when it showers you. (oh, how I wish I took pictures of that mess. I was so mad, I had to go to my room and call Troy, so he can calm me down). Or the day when Drew had new church clothes and 10 min. before we were going to go to church, he walked from a back yard sooooo happy, because he was wrestling dog....and yes, his clothes were far from looking new or wearable for church) I'm sure I can come up with so many, and the truth is...looking back I smile, and I love those memories. So why do I get so worked up when it happens?