Oh boy... This time of year really is my favorite. And it was all the more special because of my kids. My daughter. The five year old hellion. Tear-jerkingly sweet at times... then what the heck are you doing at others. I honestly think this girl has a future in television or the big screen in the future. My wife's Aunt was in town over the weekend. Well she was doing my daughter's hair and of course Alana was crying up a storm. After the aunt was finished, Alana continued crying. The aunt asked Alana if she was hungry and in the most deadpan, stop crying moment, Alana said, "Um, Nope!". Of course you had to be there but it cracked my wife, the aunt and myself up.

My son, Antwan. Thirteen months old. Walking now for a little over a month. The Frankenstein monster with arms extended or held over the head kind of gait. Charming. Endearing. The months and years when kids need the most attention and when they are the most adorable. I'm scared to think what it's going to be like when she's nine and he's five. I can see it coming. And I will enjoy the ride all the way there.