Happy feet

Two sets of legs, sticking out behind the rocking chair. One tiny set with bare piggies, next to a grown up pair with sensible sneakers...

I try to peek around the corner without being spotted, and I spy my girl, sitting with Mrs. Janet, "reading" a story, happily flipping through the pages and babbling away. She sees me, and her eyes light up- happy to see her mama, but not impatient to leave.

It's one thing to love your "little"...but sometimes it's even better to see others love them when you can't.