Turner

Alright. So as positively draining as it is to spend 14 straight hours tending to the needs of 2 toddlers and a pair of 7.5 year old's with serious schemes ALWAYS brewing in their little heads, I can't think of many things I'd rather do than spend my time with the Turner kids.
Despite Kiana's bossiness, Kiran's temper tantrums, Olivia's terrible twos, and Madison's teething, those kids are incredible. I pretty much swoon every time Kiana hugs me and tells me she wants to be just like me when she's my age (never thought I'd hear that one), or Olivia calls out "Molly! Molly!" and when I respond with a distracted "yes, Livvie?" she blows a slobbery 2 year old kiss and says "I love you!" Or the first time a huge grin spread across Maddie's face when she woke up and saw me standing by her crib. That girl is such an angel. I love her 4 teeth, her giggle, how she bounces whenever she can grab hold of anything sturdy, and how her strawberry blond hair is more like fuzz than anything else.
I also love Kiran's unbelievable innocence and how Kiana has way more maturity than any 8 year old I've ever met. She's so grounded, and I love how Kiran's a little dreamer.
And how he innocently asked me tonight if I had a boyfriend, and when I told him I certainly did not, he replied with "oh... good."
I love the talks I have with Barb when she drives me home every night about how she's worried about how much she works with her company, and whether her kids know that she does it because she loves them so much. I love reassuring her that her kids know how hard she works and that she's teaching them with her actions all about dedication, hard work, and love.
And how I admire the way that after working from 5am til 9pm, she still stays up til 1am making the kids homemade muffins for breakfast and fixing Kiran's broken hockeystick.

I love that entire family in more ways than I could ever possibly express.