Children are our blessing

I think of my children as a yin and yang.  They complement one another.  They make me crazy in different ways.  They make me proud in different ways. 

R like rocks.  I carried her large rock in my purse yesterday as I forgot it was there.  She thinks of amazing and clever and weird ways to see the world.  It pushes me to see things differently too.  Don't forget to spend time with children.  They are our hearts.