What I love about you is:

 How much you love one another.

 Sure, my girls aren’t best buds 24/7.  They fight and cry and have no problem exercising their God-given Italian loudness. What gets me is when they are at wits end with one another and I decide to take Gigi to the store to give them a break and the first thing out if her mouth in the car is “where is Kat?”.  It makes me laugh that a moment ago she wanted “Kat AWAY!” and now she just looks over at the empty car seat next to her in sadness. And it’s no different for Katarina. After a half day of school my mom picked her up for the afternoon.  She kept asking my mom if it was time to see Gigi yet.  All of this, of course, warms a mother’s heart knowing your children want to be together. 

 I grew up with brothers. Boys. A little different as I’ve witnessed friends within their families who have sisters.  I must admit at first I was a little unsure of having two daughters because I didn’t think I’d know exactly how to handle them as sisters.  But especially over the last year as they interact so much more, I don’t think I could imagine my life any different.

 The little things that surprise me are when I realize just how thoughtful they can be to one another.  Gigi saved a cookie under her pillow for Kat and proudly uncovered it after Kat awoke from her nap.  Cookies and other complex carbohydrates are extremely vital things to Gigi and so seeing her share something so sacred with Kat brought the biggest smile to my face.  It’s such a basic concept: put others before yourself.  Seeing my girls fighting over the same doll one second and then sharing a pillow and snack and chatting the next also reminds me how important it is to forgive.  They can argue and disagree but then they “get over it” and suddenly their love for each other is renewed and life is, well, dandy.  

What I love about you is:

 Your enthusiastic willingness to be silly.

Silliness. I grew up on it. Anyone who knows my dad or has observed my dad around children for 20 seconds can get a pretty good idea as to my world as a child.  I think being silly keeps you young at heart. While you may just think being silly is a fun way to pass the time, you are actually learning to laugh at yourself, which is a valuable skill that unfortunately a lot of people don’t have.  Although it’s been awhile since I was a young child playing “you can’t get my foot” with my dad or making funny commercials with my brothers, my two little girls have and continue to remind me of the importance of being light hearted when it comes to this thing we call LIFE.  And hey, if you can’t beat them, throw on a princess dress with lipstick on your cheeks, eyelids, neck (pretty much anywhere but your lips) and join ‘em!  Thus begins my adventure of documenting my life, my girls and how they keep me young at heart.