I was all prepared to write a ranting, raving blog post about things that were irking me (e.g., how much I hate blow drying my hair, how it pisses me off that every time I turn on or off said blow dryer it smells like garlic for no apparent reason), and then he woke up.
And my internal sun woke up with my son's happy smile, and all was right with the world. Some days, that's all you need. A happy little man who just wants to hug and be hugged.
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