I love that you ask to play "hok-spotch". I love how you look when you're jumping during "hok-spotch.
On another note, I love how you are so attached to your older brother. You sit up close to him while you both have the entire couch to yourselves, you beg to sleep in the same bed as him, even though you sleep directly below him in the bottom bunk, you wait looking outside the window every afternoon hoping to catch a glimpse of his school bus, you hesitate to go in to class when he moved on to another Sunday School, you walk around in circles when he is not here at home to entertain you, you copy him, you cheer for him when he is practicing baseball, and you desire desperately to gain his approval. I just love that you love him.