My Christmas wish would be to return to a time when my children were small and their kisses were endless, their favorite activity was cuddling around for story time, and we (their father and I) were their favorite people on earth. That would be lovely for one day a year.

I really like and enjoy the adults / young adults that they have become. But the kisses aren't endless anymore, hello, good-bye, and goodnight; never in public. They still enjoy being read to whether they admit it or not. I was sad that the Harry Potter series ended because we always read that one aloud together. But now if it is a choice between spending the evening with mom and dad or hanging out with friends, the friends win. :-(