Ava, our little tender heart. She is so considerate, so thoughtful, so kind and oh-so loving! I love to hear her explain how she sees the world, she finds joy in simple things like pink tutus, canteloupe slices still on the rind, having more than one book in her bed at night, twirly dresses, putting the silverware away -- I could go on. To me, she's the perfect little girl, she's bright and shiny, saccharine sweet, her laugh is infectious, her curiosity is astounding, she is the little girl who invites the new girl in Primary to sit by her, she has the memory capacity of a herd of elephants, yet seems to always forget when Mommy was a little grumpy, she's forgiving, she's cuddly, she's the princess who splashes through the mud puddles in her fancy shoes, she loves to learn, and loves to teach her baby brother, she's sensitive, she's silly, her mind goes a mile a minute like her Mama's, but she can focus like her Daddy, she and Jax are the best of friends, although she assures me I'm her very best friend (I hope she remembers that when she's 13), she tells me she can't wait to be a mommy, I just tell her her time will come but to enjoy being a little girl, because I sure enjoy her!
Jax, our all boy little boy. I don't think I could have ever prepared myself for just how wild and crazy our little mancub would be! He came wired to jump and climb, put things in his mouth that don't belong there, make noises that only a boy can make and scare the bejeezies out of his Mama. But, while he's bound to send me into shock one day, he makes up for it in advance with his constant hugs and kisses, his nose nuzzles and mischievous grins. He's a whole lot of snips and snails and puppy dog tails.... and a whole lot of sweet. In my wildest dreams I couldn't have conjured up a more amazing son! He's laid back and methodical like Andy, he's playful and goofy, he's animated, he's an entertainer, yet totally content to play on his own, he loves cars, trucks, trains, bikes and all other vehicles, but he rocks his stuffed animals to sleep, he's got a cannon for an arm and kicks like the soccer player , he rarely sits still except to cuddle, when he smiles his eyes twinkle, he has a great big belly laugh and a great big belly, he hates to have his face washed but loves his bath, he almost always says "please" and "thank you," he's intuitive, he has a big heart, he hates to be away from Ava, he loves to annoy Ava, he runs everywhere, he tiptoes when he's being sneaky, he laughs when he burps, he laughs harder when he toots, he signs "I Love You" every night when I put him to bed, but says it during the day. He's our little buddy, the mancub, the little dude, Bubba, Babbaloo, J-Fiz... he's our boy!
He was not interested in having his face washed after lunch!
Belly laugh
Sometimes I just get in the mood to write these sappy posts, I guess I just have days where I use this blog as my journal. Goodness knows I could go on forever about how much I love these kids, but I won't now... I'll save it for another post.
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