Cuteness tsunami

i grumble a lot, but my children are two tiny suns.  i am snowed under by giant waves of love for K as she rambles the house, comes to me for hugs when she's giddy, eats her little cheesy penguins. 

and X - every day i see him smile and recognize my face and feel like we're getting to know each other, and i love him a bit more each day.  i can see a year down the road when he is the adorable creature K is, and how much i'll love him then, and it boggles the mind.  that there can be that much.  that i can have that much.

Love is a runaway downhill snowball.  and i wouldn't have it any other way.