Today I was spending time with my wife in our kitchen as she made dinner and I stared into Molly's iCarly lunchbox. While staring I started to daydream about my children and how they have grown. More specifcally I thought about the little things that make them happy.
Molly loves when we listen to her. She likes to daydream, recant the days events, drawing, coloring, and treats when she is good. Her favorite treats are the Cheddar Lays Chips, ice cream, and Pineapples. I appreciate the little things she provides like her completely controlled laugh when she is in a silly mood...
Gabriella is much more emotional. She loves to cuddle, play, and is suddenly into watching Blues Clues. Her favorite treats are anything that is immediately given as merit. Instant feedback goes miles with her as well as abrupt reprimand. I appreciate the little things she provides by giving the best hugs and when she looks me square in the face to kiss me and tell me she loves me...
Finally Quentin Noel Hasty. This little guy is a ruff-engergetic ball of love. As I got out of my car, when I came home from work today, he and my wife came outside to greet me. He helped me carry my bags in and that I will never forget.