My Happiness

Okay, my kids are buckled into the car waiting for me but I had to catch this while it was fresh. I was sitting on the couch and Liam had been playing in another room. I heard him make the long trek down the hall, crawling so fast to come see me. He pulled himself up and smiled the biggest smile. I looked down and noticed his fat little fists clenched so tight. This is usually a bad thing since this child will eat any small thing he finds on the floor. I pryed the first fist open to find an old lint-covered Kix. He immediately popped it into his mouth, no problem. The second fist? A second lint-covered Kix. He ate them both and smiled at me. That is happiness to me. The small things, I love being a mom.