No Greater...

Elijah,

I'm watching you play - busily going from one thing to the next. Turning every toy into something you can push along the carpet like a car. You keep crawling behind the chair and getting stuck in the corner. I peek around to find you and you squeal with delight. There's nothing greater.

It's gotten me thinking about the ways you've blessed my life.

There is no greater sound than the shrieking squeal you make when you're elated beyond words.

There's no greater sight than the wide-opened, full-faced smile that reveals the dimple in your right cheek when mommy or daddy come home or even enter your room after you've woken up.

There's no greater sign of affection than the way you bury your entire head in my shoulder and kick your feet, nearly knocking the breath out of me, because you're so intentional about cuddling.

There's no greater peace than to see you snuggled up with your soft-on-one-side, silky-on-the-other blanket fluffed underneath your sweet head like a pillow as you sleep.

There's no greater entertainment than watching you curiously explore whatever surrounds you, then kicking out your feet from underneath you because you cannot contain your excitement and wonder.

There's no greater off-beat dancing than to watch you bee-bop as soon as you hear a song play.

There's no greater curiosity than wondering what you're thinking and trying to communicate when you babble and coo.

There's no greater word spoken than to hear you utter "Ma ma" over and over.

There's no greater love than what I feel for you. I love you, baby boy.