The fucked up thing is you only know how awesome kids are until you have your own, If you would have asked me a year ago I would
have said... I will try to not have kids as long as I can.
Now since I have my son and see how unfucking believable cute and awesome he is... its hard to put in words, mother nature fucking with your mind.
I give you an example:
This morning I sit on the my spot in the living room, laptop on my knees coffee on the right side - I always create a report which I need for a daily meeting later that day.
My son who is 7 month old and just started to crawl was some place in front of me, I was concentrating to get the report right, but I could hear and feel his tiny little hands
grab my trousers to pull himself up.
I started paying attention to him when I saw his tiny hand reach really slowly to the coffee cup

When I put the laptop aside to put him back were his play toys are he gave me this look of complete love his eyes were shiny and he had his mouth open laughing.
In short he was just happy to see me and that I paid attention to him.
Children have a very basic but completely pure sense of happiness, something we loose over the years which are filled with work and disappointment.