Joy. Pure, unadulterated joy. That's what I see on my kid's faces when I take the time to do something special with them. It doesn't have to be big. It doesn't have to be expensive. It just has to be about them and me. Oh, and I guess Mike, since his shoe snuck in my picture.
On a related note, we may take up permanent residence at one skating venue or another.
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