My five-year-old who played the first two songs he learned on fiddle yesterday for some of our friends and somehow played a lot better in performance than he does while practicing.  He rose to the occasion.

My 21-month-old who started using real words, the right words, in answers to questions or in asking for things this week.  And he (like his brother) can do so in both English and Spanish.  He has a very sweet personality, and the two of them actually get along well.

My wife who sacrifices so much time helping them, reads them books, does projects, and covers for me while travelling a lot.  And tolerates my minor internet addiction.  10 years next week, and I'm feeling lucky.

You folks with whom I get some exercise for the brain every now and again.