
J!
I love that he lets me hold him like a little baby cradled in my arms after a fun, silly bath.
I love it when he laughs while I chase him (both of us crawling).
I love that when Daddy and sister are working in the back yard he "talks" to them loudly through the window. "Ya ya da daa" repeated several times.
I love the way he looks at me right before he decides to rip up my precious ensigns.
I love how he eats his breakfast all gone even if it was on the floor a few hours later. :)
I love how he crawls up the indoor slide and goes down on his belly.
I love how he sticks out his tung when he concentrates on a toy ('Hmm, I wonder if this whole thing could fit in my mouth')
I love how he wiggles his bum while I hold him; letting me know he has a full diaper.
I love that he plays with his sister and loves to watch her while she runs around screaming.

C!
I love how she sticks her lips out and wrinkles her brow when talking about being disobedient.
I love that she yells out the ballet steps she's learned as she runs around the house; not doing the step that matches the name.
I love it when she holds me when I am crying and pats my back and tells me it will be ok.
I love that she enjoys catching frogs and "taking care of them"
I love it when she learns a new skill and she says "I am a good girl!" in her surprising voice.
I love it when she reminds me that she is not pushing, taking toys from, or picking up J.
I love that she will always make sure we read scriptures and say family prayers every night.
I love that her favorite movie is "The Restoration"; "I want to watch Joseph Smith".
I love how she follows Daddy around telling him she wants to work, she can help, she will help him make the brick patio. Like a little puppy.
I love my children!