Few things this side of heaven are more precious to me than to witness the love that others demonstrate to my children. I can’t describe how my heart wells up with gratitude for a child who takes Averi by the hand and leads her up a slide. And then catches her when she decides to swan dive off the top of it. Or a young boy who takes the time to assemble a set of train tracks that JJ can’t quite master. It warms my heart when our babysitter Courtney (Ms. “Corny,” according to JJ) describes how much she misses the kids when we have been out of town. I am thankful for a waiter or waitress who takes the time to interact with JJ when he decides to tell them in great detail about his Cookie Monster Band-Aid.