Seriously, I'm eating this sweetness up

This post is really just for me...someday when Jack is driving me up the wall, I'll need to read this.

Tonight, my sweet son met me at the door as I walked in from work. He looked at me and then ran down the hallway. "Look," I heard him call back to me. He ran into our kitchen.

Jack pointed his chubby finger toward a picture his nanny Maria had taped to the fridge and then stood proudly next to it. I cried for a second - forgive me - this is the first time someone I've given birth to has shown me his artwork.