I was getting JD ready for bed tonight and he was so cute I could hardly stand it. He's finally giving hugs and kisses. For a while there he liked to tease me and only give kisses to Jeremy. I love getting him ready for bed because he'll do things like say: "I see you" when you change his shirt or tonight he looked at his diaper after I wrapped it up to go in the trash and said "yuck!" I thought: "He is my favorite out of the three. He's so much fun to be around. I wonder if that's really bad for me to think." After I thought about it some more I realized that each kid is my favorite depending on what day it is. Sariah is my favorite when she amazes me with her intelligence and understanding. The first day she did the dishes she was definitely my favorite. Now Rebecca is a tough one. She is very strong willed, very creative and very energetic. But she is also very loving and good for a hug when I need one. Then she is my favorite. I hope that I can take more time out to appreciate the individuals that they are and be thankful for the parts of them that drive me crazy, because I think that's what will make them strong when they get older.
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