

Here are some of the things in particular that fill me with gratitude for my children.
- they love to read
- they love to laugh and play tricks on me
- they give great hugs
- they fit very naturally on my lap and by my side
- they often say what everyone is thinking but would never verbalize
- they love me - I am a hero in their eyes
- they love their mother
- they love each other
- they take care of each other
- they make great forts
- the edges of their imaginations seem to ripple out across their world
- they are amazingly resilient - they bounce back
- they are beginning to understand what it means to be a lady or a gentleman
- they keep life fresh
- the boys are all boy and the girls are 150% girl
- they sleep so peacefully - how many moments of wonder I've had just peaking in their rooms at night
- they give me something to live for, to work for, to hope for
- they are pure
- each has a different color of eyes - there seems to be no end to the depths of their eyes - I've often tried to find it
- they are trusting, meek, submissive
- they remind me of their mother
- they are mine
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