Just look at this sweet little girl. First thing this morning, she got out of bed and came to find me, clutching her blanky and Elmo. Her little eyes were still sleep-swollen. Pushing her messy hair out of her face, she leaned in close to tell me something that was obviously very important.
Looking at her, I thought to myself,
I could not love this precious little person any more than I do at this moment.
"Mom?" she said earnestly, her voice raspy with sleep, "look at Elmo's butt!"