These are a few of my favorite things about my kiddies:

*Waking up hearing B quietly asking Little A and Little J if she could read them a book in their room, and it re-occurring often and always being uber adorable.
*They can often help diffuse my frustration with a smile, kind words, or hugs just like I try for them.
*Their curiosity. I find their minds marvelously intriguing.
*That I have a great excuse to sometimes act like a kid right along with them.
*Surprises all over the house. Little A put all our headbands around the dining chair legs this evening. Found a bounce ball in a partially open box earlier today. Evidence of little minds at work and play.
*Watching them watch movies—it's really quite entertaining to watch their facial expressions and Little J especially gets into movies, jumping up and down and the like.
*To know that God entrusted them with me and I have the power to live up to that trust.
*Time and again giggling over what is exciting to them because it often takes me by surprise.
*Snuggles. Lots of snuggles. Good morning snuggles, evening snuggles, reading a book snuggles, “I love you” snuggles, etc.
*Their individual way each of them goes about life and my own curiosity of how they will each play them out and my learning to enjoy each stage of it.

My sweet little ducklings all in a row; Public Garden; Boston, MA