Pwease!!

Dear Kids,

It's a calm, restful (rare) Sunday evening. We are about to enter one of the busiest weeks Daddy has the entire year. You haven't seen much of him during the week anyway for awhile now, but now he'll be pretty much non-existant for a bit.

I can tell he's aware of that as he spends the entire afternoon playing Wii with you guys, then basketball, using holding-Sis as his handicap to make it fair. Things quiet down in the playroom and I can sense there's some negotiation (pleading) going on. I then hear, "PWEEEEESE!" There is a stunned silence and then Daddy, Jonah, and Marcus start cracking up laughing.

Apparently Kariah had employed a new tactic to get what she wants including stamping her feet wildly. It was quickly named the "Kariah Please Dance" and both boys started in on it. And moments later this is what came towards me......

What strength!! What endurance!!! What.....balance?

I wish you could hear it because this was the best part of the whole night. Kariah threw her head back and screamed "Wheee Hooooo!"

Don't ever, ever, EVER doubt how much your Daddy loves you. And you don't even have to say pweese.