Love Languages

A couple of weeks ago I went to coffee with my mom and sister. We enjoy spending time together and catching up or trying to solve all the world's problems.

Anyhow, my sister Ginger mentioned the five love languages. She is forever more trying to figure people out. I, on the other hand, am not that deep. But I started thinking about it and figured it would be good to know the love languages of my husband and children. That way, I can lavish them with love that they understand.

OK, so first my love language. Number one is quality time, but physical touch runs a close second. I love to spend time with those I love. We don't have to do anything special. I just want to be with them. But I also hate to see my mom without getting a hug, or see my dad without having him put his arm around me or stroke my hair. I love those things.

Mike's love language is words of affirmation. Although he doesn't believe that. I would think acts of service is second for him.

Max was easy to figure out. That boy would love to be hugged a hundred times a day. He likes to cuddle. He will sit next to me on the sofa and hold my hand. He stands in front of me and drapes my arms over his shoulders. You get it? Physical touch.

Ainsley was easy once I thought about it. She is constantly complimenting herself. She will say "Aren't I smart?" "Didn't I do a great job?" "Can't I run fast?" And yet, it tears her up to hear anything negative. Pretty simple, huh? Words of affirmation.

Lillian, now that was the hardest one. She's so little all the love languages seem to work with her. She loves hugs and kisses. She always wants me with her. She enjoys praise. She appreciates it when I change her diaper. And she adores receiving gifts. But one stands out above the rest. Lillian's love language - - - - CHOCOLATE!