My son has these crazy cool long eyelashes.  You know the kind that makes women go "that is sooo not fair!"  On his right cheek, he has these tiny little red veins that you can only see if you are up close.   He has the big squishy lips that make the best kisses (except when he thinks its funny to put his tongue out just before he plants one)...he gets theses rough patches on his chunky ham hawks when he eats dairy, and his hand are about half the size of mine.

My daughter has the softest long brunette hair that gets just a little bit lighter on the last 2 inches. She has warm brown eyes that see right through you.  Her little arms are so delicate, and her thin little fingers are perfect for lacing into mine.  Her skin is a beautiful shade of tan and she has a little vein that peaks through her skin on the side of her nose.  She has cute little freckles here and there, and I remember the day that she asked me why they didn't come off.  She likes to whisper secrets in my ear, and snuggle (on her time of course) And I can hear her laugh even when she is quiet.

OK...Im sorry, but I just spit coffee out of my nose laughing at myself!  I can soooo get enough of them....wayyyy to quickly actually.
You see, I like to be alone.  I love my couple of hours "alone" after they go to bed.  I like it when daddy takes them someplace, or when I get to go grocery shopping alone.  Did I mention I like to be alone???

But here is the deal...ya, I'm getting to "the deal" already!!!  I know everything about my kids because they are my life...they adore me (ok, so most of the time they say I'm mean...but I think that means they like me)