"I love you quadrillion and 99!" K~, age 7.

Staying up till 1:00am to watch Alias with Z~. Because he got home too late to catch SNL.

First love. The goofy grin on L~'s face when he gets off the phone from talking to the girl he really likes. It gets even goofier when I tell him he likes her and that I think she likes him.

The pre-teen angst in my daughter's voice when she tells me how I love everyone else more than I love her. That she really feels that way doesn't bring me joy, but I am grateful she feels comfortable vocalizing her fears and her sorrows, as well as her joys. I will be mindful to give her the extra attention she seems to need right now.