"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.

Snow!

Getting a parking spot on the front row at work every day last week.

My kids: My "baby" who still loves hugs and kisses. My daughter who is a lot of fun to be around and to talk to and who instantly gets how hysterically misguided it is that her Primary teacher gave them all "old lady" fragrances for a Christmas present. My second oldest son who is not afraid of affection even though he is both a male and a teen. My oldest son who is just a really good kid.

December!

The color of the sky on Monday morning.

My daughter calling me "Dude" as she tells me about her day.

Spending an afternoon working on tiny and oh-so-cute quilt blocks with a friend.

And savoring each mouthwatering bite of this, baby!