I had just turned out the light and put Eli in his bed. I tucked his quilt and loveys and stuffed animals all around him when he looked up and sighed:
"This is just the place I want to be."
Their happiness is my happiness.
You, me and that baby and that other baby. While I promise to never write about what I ate for lunch or about that dream I had last night, I cannot promise there won't be poop mentioned.