This Is My Joy

I will never take this for granted, the joy it is to have a little face light up at the sight of me. Even when that face lights up in the middle of the night (again!) when he’s supposed to be sleeping, and all he wants to do is kick his feet, and talk to the ceiling, and make spit bubbles while gnawing on his sock hand (worn so he doesn’t shred his face with his razor claws). This is my joy.

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