That said, today, while walking back from putting the grocery cart away, I saw my toddler watching me and smiling, and I realized I saw smiling back with the type of smile that goes all the way to your toes. That's right, he's two and his smiles still send me over the moon with joy.
I'm grateful some things don't wear off.
Sent from the TARDIS Intergalactic Temporal Mobile Service
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Turn around twice and they're teenagers, and then you only feel "over the moon" when they remember to pick up their dirty socks and stop smarting off.
Grandma
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