You know what I love most about being a mother? The simple sound of my child's laugh. Like a coo, mixed with a high pitched giggle, it just eats me up inside every time I hear it.
This morning, she woke me up with it. Seven in the morning and all I hear is that silly laugh. 'Wake up, mahhh-me. Wake up Dahhhh-eeee!" [Cue laughter] Little things like that can SURELY help me wake up with a smile.
And you know that degree of absolute, utter love for this tiny being that couldn't possibly grow any more? Yeah, it's been surpassed. Again. Who-da-thunk it?!