starry brownies and mischievous smiles

     Things have been good this week. My baby boy welcomed me from London with a shy smile and swinging legs. You’d have thought he was nervous or something! I eased myself into his space because last time I left him with his grandparents, he wouldn’t come anywhere near me for a few hours. It was heartbreaking but expected behavior. Apparently, kids make it personal when you go missing. So within minutes, my little dude was pushing his toy truck around the kitchen with me and making sure I didn’t leave his side. Even for a second. I don’t mind. Do you have any idea how much I missed those mischievous smiles? Starry brownies were the cherry on the top.