There was a time when I would stare at L.A.’s sleepy little face, and dream of the day when I would know how he really felt about us. I could tell early on that he trusted us, and I trusted that he loved us…. but there is nothing quite like the day when your toddler comes flying across the room to you arms outstretched and grabs onto your leg with a bear cub grip for the sole purpose of planting a big sloppy kiss on your pant leg before running off to continue playing.
There’s nothing quite like looking into your child’s eyes and seeing the twinkle, the sparkle of love that lives there and lights up when they see you… or even better yet, when they see your spouse.
How the heck did I get so lucky?
by Crista
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