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On the eve of his Birthday he danced in circles and laughed as he fell down.
I watched him run ahead as we walked the Farmer's Market, and soon his face was stained with samples from cherries and strawberries. He shared a bag of mini donuts with his brother, who wouldn't share with his mother, who was snuck a bite and wished she had purchased her own bag.
Fresh, hot donuts are delightful. Amen.
More delightful is the sight of a freshly minted two year old, with blond curly hair and residual baby chub, running a muck through stalls of asparagus and gourmet beef jerky.
He is my emotional one, full of opinions and temper tantrums. He is a fan of all furry creatures, he sucks his thumb as he pets the doggies he meets. As the proud owner of a felt frog mask, he charmed an entire Target as he ran around with it on his face, wielding a plastic sand shovel and screeching "RIBBIT" through the isles.
He likes cars, broccoli, juice boxes, cuddles, light switches, dress up clothes, and flushing the toilet...but don't we all?
