I love many things,
But today the top of my list is all that is important to me:

I love my son
I love the way he leaps into my arms and gives me a big squeeze as soon as he sees me
I love the softness of his skin on mine when we cuddle at nap time
I love how soft and silky his hair is when I run my fingers through it
I love the total and complete relaxation of his face when he sleeps, I can watch him forever
I love when he comes to me when he needs a hug or a kiss after his latest fall or bump
I love how soft his voice is when he calls me daddy
I love watching him explore and learn and live life with such enthusiasm
I love teaching him and watching his face as another piece of this world starts to make sense to him
I love his big soft feet
I love his sense of humor ( lets hide from daddy in the mall..itll be sooo much fun!)



I love that when he got away from me in the mall today in the maze of the clothing section in sears, and I could not find him....everyone dropped everything until he was found and back in my arms.
I love that my community is like that.
I love that I was not the only one running around calling out to him.
I love that my fear and panic was turned into a safe "right of passage for parenthood" as one helpful mother put it.

Little booger( 2 yrs old) was chillin in the tv section with a remote control.

Gotta love every little aspect of him!