For my tiny boy

I like to watch your eyes squint shut when you sneeze. I like your fuzzy hair and pink post-nap cheeks. I love the face you make when something delights you; the way your smile goes sideways and your jaw drops, your cheeks push your eyes halfway closed and you bounce like you can't keep the excitement in so you let it escape through your tiny feet.I remember when those tiny feet had never walked yet, and you'd erupt in giggles when I kissed them. You still do, sometimes.And even though the sound and sight is enough to break my heart into a million pieces, I love how your eyes get bright when you cry because you're mad, because I see a passion in your heart so much bigger than it can hold, and that is a thing of exquisite beauty. You are inherently exquisitely beautiful.Your voice is the single most incredible sound I've ever heard. I love you so much it's overwhelming and sometimes I just don't know what to do with it all, so I tickle you and throw you in the air and laugh with you and still I feel it grow inside my chest faster than I can release it in any physical way.I'd like to say you give me purpose, but that sentence does this feeling no justice. You are my whole entire world. You are the lucidity in every dream. When I can't sleep because bad memories and negative thoughts plague my mind at night, I think of you, the image of your happiness, and I am soothed. I love you with a ferocity and a depth I never knew existed. I love you more than any words could ever make sense of. via /r/Parenting http://bit.ly/30M9K5J