This morning, I woke up to a very strange sensation: my baby using my face as a trampoline.
This afternoon, while we were playing with his infamous stacking cups, he stopped a moment to look at my hair. He must not have liked it, because in the next moment, he was pulling it out of my head.
No one told me my body was a multifaceted wonder:
Today, it’s a hand, but tomorrow? Oh, the possibilities!