I treasure the little moments with my Bubby. Not so much the moment in Starbucks this morning that had me bumming a quarter from Heather since I didn't quite have enough cash in my pocket to cover the $15 cup he broke (accidentally, of course. Personally, I was shocked at how easily that "unbreakable" cup shattered!). Such is life with Noble. But then there are times like lunch today, when he so carefully counted his tortellini (1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 5...I didn't know he could get past 3, this was a first!). Or when I sneezed, twice, and both times he sweetly said, "Bess you!" And now, while I'm distracted with this, he's climbed up on our bed and us singing "Piderman, Piderman!") at the top of his lungs.
That kid...my heart is full.