They're so big. I've been carefully observing them and we've been doing a lot of talking about everything, and LOTS of laughing (I've lost count of the penis jokes/references). Every once in a while I'll get flashes of each of them as infants, as toddlers, as preschoolers, as elementary school students, and I'm overwhelmed at how beautiful and perfect and thoughtful they are, and how proud I am to still be part of this extraordinary experience of co-parenting. They are significant pieces of the best things that have ever happened to me; each hug, smile, and "I love you" is the most rewarding gift I could have ever wished for. I'm still amazed that they are willing to show such affection at these ages, but considering the two of them, I'm really not surprised.
Life is really amazing if you let it be. I have a truly fantastic life.
