Note to Self

There will come a day when you can’t scoop him up, zerbert him, and hear him shriek happily.

One day, he’ll shrug off a snuggle, wipe off a smooch.

Today is not that day.

When you are worn out, longing for a respite from the slobber, wanting to be something other than a human jungle gym, wishing you could find both of any pair of shoes, remember that.

Soak it up.