I like that when I find an unfamiliar plant or bug or tree, one of my kids can usually tell me what it is.
I like that my kids prefer my fried peach pies over every other fried pie they've ever eaten.
I like that my girls can hide away in their room for hours, working together on a quilt or creating new clothes for their dolls.
I like that my boys, as well as my girls, talk about what they want to name their future children.
I like that my college students come home on the weekend and talk about their classes, teachers, classmates, and life on campus.
I like that my married kids call and email and chat with me on Facebook and write letters and postcards to the younger siblings.
I like that my sons take time to explain contemporary music lyrics to me.
I like that my kids enjoy making huge messes together in the kitchen....and they frequently make tasty food, too!
I like that my kids often read book passages aloud to each other and to me and Dad.
I like that my kids weave quotes from The Princess Bride or Nacho Libre into normal daily conversation without even thinking.
I like that my children can carry on intelligent conversations with people over 50.
I like that my kids enjoy making music, and I especially like hearing them make music together.
I like that my kids find ways to encourage me as a mother, whether it's a note under my pillow at bedtime or the "Here, Mom, let me help with that!"
I like that my kids create poetry that breaks my heart, music that helps me breathe, and super heroes that make me laugh.
I like that my huge boys still hug me in public, and my girls aren't embarrassed to hold hands with their mom when we're out running errands together.
I like...no, I love that my kids love and enjoy each other.
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