I Love it When She Smiles

Sometimes I just want to hug her, and squeeze her, and tickle her feet, and whisper loving adorations in her ear. And when I start, I can't stop. So I hug and tickle and whisper, and she giggles and hugs and kisses my cheek. And inside of me I feel all warm and gushy and in love with her. Nothing else matters. I want to tell everyone to go out and get one of these. Internet, seriously, go get a kid. It's the best of times.