Friday, October 24, 2008

The Youngest Love of My Life


I get home from work and this is the first thing my mom shows me. I love the way he laughs hysterically at his big brother. I hope he does it forever. I love the way he begs for me to hold him with grunts and whines only he can get away with. I love the way he buries his face into my shoulder as if he is hugging me in his own little way. My heart absolutely melts when he looks at me and smiles. It's these things that make the madness of motherhood worth every minute.