My life is brought to you by, that smile. That smile is what started it all. There is something magical that lives in the little dimples that surround the smile. Something I imagine his mother staring at for hours when he was a little boy. Something that gets me everytime.
Yet it does really only get better. For now when I couple that smile with those of our boys, I turn into goo.
I heard them from the other room. Giggling and laughing and when I came out and saw this….magic.
