you know what is perfect?
when i hold river up, a few inches from my face.... and he gets this look, this smile ...
he smiles so big, with his little tongue between his gums, almost like he wants to laugh, scrunches up his shoulders, reaches out his arms, and gently touches the sides of my face with his tiny fingers. [as if he's saying, yes, you're my mama. i like you, mama.] just for a second. before he gets distracted. but he does it every time. it never fails. two minutes later i can hold him up, and he'll do it again. like, i'm his very best friend, or something.
yes, that is so