Anna

I'm sure noone has a daughter like mine. Biased? Maybe. She most certainly is the kindest, most thoughtful 10-year-old I've ever met. She thinks before she does. She realizes her actions have effects on others; she chooses to always be nice. She loves without expectation. She's honest. She is easily broken by hurtful words or actions. She's a giver. She sees the world as a child should....all good.

Favorite Song: The entire Mama Mia soundtrack or anything Taylor Swift. Thank you nanny for the first. We sing or dance almost every night as she is tucked into bed. Even her daddy gets up and does a little "Dancing Queen" number. We all laugh.

Star student, no doubt.

Main man in her life: still her dad. I think he is her idle.

Her best friend's name is Anna...imagine that.

She truly loves those close to her, without reservation. She gives them her all. It is absolutly amazing to watch. I wish I could be more like her.

Jake

"Momma, I have two damaged legs. The right is worse than the left. It's been kicked, smashed and now it's full of ant bites. I guess it'll have to be cut off soon. I'll have to hop on one, I guess." Oh the thoughts of a six-year-old.

Again tonight..."Momma, you know hell fell from the sky." Who taught you that, Jake? "Momma, hell does fall from the sky. I've seen it." Took me a minute to figure out that hell was hail. He certainly has his dad's drawl.

His favorite song at this point in time: Eye of the Tiger.....seriously. At any moment in time, he breaks into song and guitar stringing action.

School: "Wonderful, bright student." Those are the exact words of his teacher. Relief for Cory and I.

"Momma, I'm going to be a soccer playing, artist when I grow up. I can draw, and I'm a good goalie."

"Momma, can I marry you?" No Jake, I'm married to daddy. He started to cry.