We're told we've got ourselves a "Millionaire's Family". I'd like to see that million and raise it one googillion. All the money in the world could not buy the precious moments that we happen across on a daily basis.
For example, Dylan ending up a noodle-face as he raced Grampa to finish his lunch. We tried in vain not to laugh, but failed admirably!
Helen's not yet three months old, and we still smile every time she explodes, as though she's about to launch into orbit. How does something so small make so much noise?!
And then there are the parenting woes. Mom barks at Dylan, irritated by his incessant babbling on his ventures in stabbing his peas onto his fork. Fortunately the importance of the moment was not lost, as dad quietly whispers into her ear that it's actually a proud moment for Dylan. You see, he wasn't too successful at the pea-stabbing in previous attempts, therefore this was a moment of growth.
Oh and the smiles! The giggles! The peals of laughter! So very precious! I don't think my valuation is off when I call ourselves a googillion dollar family!
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