The Progression of Happiness

Caleb is my bud. As the men of the house we stick together. He awoke from his nap, came to find me and gave me a hug. He laid his head onto my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my neck. Without looking at me, he said, "I love you daddy." I told him I loved him too. Then he pulled back looked me right into the eyes and asked "Can I have a cupcake?" {Kim had made some earlier and he noticed.} Now, I realize he was totally buttering me up. But honestly, there aren't a lot of things in the world much better than getting a hug from your son and hearing the words, "I love you," even if it is for a cupcake. Of course I gave him the cupcake. But you have to watch his facial expression change from getting up on a rainy day to the display of pure joy over a sweet a delectable cupcake. Can you even remember when the thought of a cupcake made you this happy? Ohh, the beauty of children. Enjoy the evidential progression of happiness.

Waking from a nap. Waiting for the cupcake.

"This is Awesome!"

"I'm going to pack it all in. Chew later."

"chewing . . . with a slight overbite"

"yeah!"