Listening to the baby coo and gurgle and smile at me when I am not looking, only to notice him and see him smile bigger. The toddler, sleeping on the couch with his thumb in his mouth, snuggled next to his papa. The calm and gentle breeze, the lovely balmy, not too hot, not too cold day. Despite the mangle of toys on the floor and the hunger that's creeping up on me quickly, I am thankful for these little things.
What is your source today?
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