I can..

I can go directly into his "pretend I'm daddy" mode. Remembering to call him by his new name, John, everytime I talk to him.
I can play along while he's a puppy. Reaching down to pet him while making supper, and gently explaining that puppies do actually need baths too.
I can hold the baby while mopping the floor. Because sometimes it's too dirty to put him down first.
I can remember that one likes grape koolaid, one likes the red topped Sunny D, and one prefers just milk.
I can teach him how to pull a trailer, and let him spend an hour backing it up and down the driveway until he gets it in the perfect place.
I can attend a football game in the rain with three little ones under the age of 4 to watch the him make his touchdown. And be able to tell him exactly what happened when he's done.
I can cook, answer the phone, hold the baby, help with homework, and scold the dog for getting in the trash all at the same time.
I can kiss any boo boo and it immedately gets better.
Apparently I can't cook pancakes without burning them while typing this.
I can realize that sometimes they need seperate baths in seperate bathrooms at the same time..so I can clean the kitchen by myself.
I can realize that my tools will never be left alone in my toolbox.
I can remember to take the four wheeler keys out of the ignition because it never fails that they will be lost.
I can read certain books to them with my eyes closed.
I can try to remember that no matter how hectic life is, no matter how frustrated I'm feeling, no matter how bad I need a break.. to enjoy these moments that are happening right now to the best of my ability, because surely there will be a day that I miss them.