So I'm sitting in my office on a conference call. While I'm on the call, Mat and Charlie come home. Right now Charlie is in the next room, playing with Bionicles and singing "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" to himself over and over again. Well actually only 2 or 3 lines of it over and over again. It is really cute.

So often I feel (and I suspect others feel this way, too) that I am missing so many opputunities to teach my children and give them the things that they need. I worry that I'm warping them or damaging them without trying to. But every now and again, and thankfully with my kids it's more often than not, they do something that makes me feel very comfortable with the parenting job I'm doing, because they are such great kids.