tonight you cried out from your crib. i went in to hug you and you snuggled up to me, sound asleep. your papa slipped in behind me and wrapped his arms around the both of us.
it was the best moment of the year.
you are the dearest little sprout, and we love you.
ps if you are ever looking for me, you will find me securely wrapped around your little finger. from now until you are one hundred and two.