I love that they love me unconditionally. When I make them come in for dinner instead of playing with their friends in the backyard. When I make them brush their teeth and go to bed when they really want to stay up late. When I make them at least try their dinner instead of just saying "I'm full" (and miraculously having room for dessert).
I love them because they love music. Not just enjoy it and blindly dance to whatever we put on but to specifically ask "Mama, can we hear Dancing Queen again?" for the fortieth time.
I love how their idea of dress up is vogue-ing in mommy's crazy sunglasses.
I love them. Oh, how I love them.
"I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile
I believe in angels"
(Nik, this is my version of Funky Photo Friday!)