The Little Things...
It's just not fair.
I didn't really care for kids one way or the other my entire life...and now this little beanie-baby comes along and somehow melts my heart just by toddling over to me on her little legs and feet and cuddling up with a hug against me.
Why? Why does she have this power?
I can be in a horrible mood, and she comes over all toddling and opens her arms wide and snuggles against me and that bad mood evaporates on the spot! Children shouldn't be so powerful!
How is it that one little girl's silly squeaks and laughs and smiles brighten my life so much? Is it just to make up for the times that she drives me nuts?
I bought Bub a necklace today with a shark's tooth on it. He broke it within a few hours and I couldn't even be mad at him. He just said "I'm so sorry mom" and looked at me with the saddest look.
I'm a sucker for the look.