Maxwell and Ella are really into kissing right now. It's pretty adorable. Throughout their day they stop what they're doing to kiss Mike or I, or each other (I know, so weird how I can't figure out how they keep getting each other sick). Yes, sometimes we ask for kisses, but the best kind are initiated by them. I can't imagine what it will feel like when they stop. When they're either too cool or can't be bothered. I guess that's why I'm trying to enjoy all the small stuff. Because I know it won't last forever. Of course it will change, and it should, but for now I love the little ways they make us feel special. The way I made my Dad feel special.
Whenever they hear a car pull up, both babies toddle to the window and look out, 'Da Da? Da Da?'