I love that K thinks there are mashed potatoes inside her french fries.
I love that the price for leaving the house is at least one hug and one kiss from each of my kids.
I love that J literally runs and jumps into my arms with excitement when I come home from work.
I love that K will drop everything she is doing and say "Daddy?" 'yes honey' " I love you"
I love that it breaks my wife's heart to have to take our kids to get shots knowing that shots are a good thing for them.
I love that sometimes the kids will say that 'right now' is their favorite part of the day when I ask while snuggling before bedtime.
I love that my wife knows I think she is awesome, even when we fight about stupid things, like money.
I love that the kids want to snuggle in front of the TV sometimes.
I love the mischievous look J gets in his eyes sometimes.
I love that J thinks anyone in race leathers and a helmet is me.
I love that a kiss fixes most ailments.
I love how it feels on family days.
I love that my wife gets us moving when I would probably stand still.
I love that there is a belief that I can fix anything, despite the fact it's smashed to smithereens.
I love the sense of national pride I feel during the Olympics.
I love that my kids will eat most things, or at least try them.
I love that I have such a great family.
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Love this post. ;)
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