"Love me"

That's what Parker says to me at night when I come in to say goodnight. He wants me to hug him and kiss him and cuddle him. To me, it's the most precious thing in the world. He brings me so much joy. He's lucky I don't lay there all night and cuddle him. When he was about 3, I'd tell my Mom that I wondered if Parker knew what I was saying when I said I love you to him. She said that everyone understands love. I thought that was the sweetest thing ever. It's really stuck with me. Now he says I love you back, when I say I love you first. He doesn't usually initiate it but I feel it. Molly is super loving also. She is getting to the age where it's not cool to cuddle that much. I miss her being little sometimes. She's always been independent and it's hard for me as she gets older. Today she wanted to borrow my nail polish, asked if she could have my mirror for her room and wanted to curl her hair. What is happening here? I feel the teenage years creeping up on me. She really is the best girl though. She has her moments but she is really kind hearted, compassionate and precious. I am so thankful to God for both my wonderful kids. I'm sorry, I had to get a little sappy.