The kids are now 9, 6, and the twins are 4. I love them all at these ages. They are so fun and you can reason with them. They are independent enough to dress themselves, but dependent enough that I still get to pick out their clothes. We talk and have conversations and I'm still pretty awesome in their eyes. They are still so excited to see me and follow me around the house like little ducklings (ok, this part I could do without). I dread the teenage years. I would like to freeze them all at this age. Sometimes when I think about the number of times I hear the word, "Mama" in a day, I want to run. And hide. But, most days I wouldn't change a thing. They are my sunshines, my miracles, my lovies, my babies, my boos, my world, my light, my life. I'm blessed to be their mother. Here are some updated pics of us.
