My daughter, sleeping on the floor with my husband, her little body curled with her tiny tushy sticking up.

Looking at my mini sandgarden on my desk, decorated with fried marbles, fried gems, a seed pot and a penny.

My son using his magic sceptre as the "Sword of Omens" and saying "Thundercats, Thundercats, Thundercat, Ho!" while watching the old Thundercats cartoons.

My children gobbling down their spaghetti pie with gusto (though I thought was a failed dish).  Such a lovely thing that they both ate so well and so much of it (and ate it heartily!!!).

The pattern of frost on my car windows.

The setting sun, the sky looked like a vibrant painting w/ yellow, gold, coral, orange, magenta, pinks, aquamarine blue, slate blue, slate grey and the start of purples and lavenders.

Sleeping in late.

My son playing with the balloon he got from Tasti-D-Lite.

My daughter doing a zombie walk with an empty soda cup clenched in her teeth while my husband and I watched an episode of The Walking Dead.

My son using "the Force" on Santa at the "breakfast w/ Santa".

My daughter in her adorable little snow bunny outfit (pink stockings, pink eskimo slippers, white knit dress with dark pink flowers and light green leaves) and white fur coat.

My neighbor coming over to help me scrape the frost off my windshield, just because.

The frost covering the grassy field of a farm with old fashioned fencing.

My daughter babbling to me when I picked her up early from day care.  She was very intense and pleased about the topic.

My daughter walking around so much at Grammie's house.

Spending alone time with my mother and later with my husband, just talking.

My son sitting on my mom's lap, him watching her play her webkinz ganzworld games.

My son giving my daughter a lollipop.

My daughter resting snuggly.

Having a sit down moment with my husband at work in the lounging area.

The yellow rose blooming in December.

My daughter's belly laugh whenever I said, "Ewie!!!"

My daughter walking to me, so timid and proud of her new form of mobility.

My son taking his medicine after gentle coaxing (after two nights of fights with the previous type of med).

My son mimicking my night routine, proud of himself for being a big boy.