Every few months there is another major accomplishment with kids. Sometimes it seems that the big kid ones are more memorable - first swim meet, riding a bike, no front teeth at Christmas. For little ones, the joys aren't contained by their size. No matter the child it seems you only have to look at their faces to see their sense of accomplishment.
Take Little Man for instance. This weekend he had his first CRAZY belly laugh. I'm talking the kind of laugh that makes you laugh right along with him. And all it took was me laughing and touching his nose over and over. That was it. Pure and simple.
Does life get any better?