My favorite

I always tell the kids that each one is my favorite. I tell Eva, "You are my favorite girl in the world," or I tell Eli "You are my favorite blue-eyed boy" and Isaac "Tou are my favorite brown-eyed boy." Sometimes I switch things up and give a new descriptor. But the message is always the same. They're my favorite kids!!! 

This afternoon after church everyone was changing to pajamas because it's wet and cold outside. Isaac came and crawled into my lap and said "You're my favorite grown-up."  

I love that kid. He's definitely my favorite. 😉