Monica is almost 7, playing tennis, and still daddy's girl. Arthur is 4 and a half, learning how to smile, and bravely jumping into the pool. Carmen is almost 3, potty trained, and getting dark like a chocolate. Our children are our treasure. They are a handful, never quite satisfied, and often bored by their parent's adventures. But then again, so were we, a lifetime ago. It's fun to watch them grow. It's scary to see them transform from a small little thing into the joy they have become.
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