Sometimes it's the little things

Watching the little guy gently offer our crazy beagle an animal cracker.

Reruns of Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman (what can I say, there's a dorky girl inside this woman).

My husband getting home in time for dinner.

The little guy running up to the door yelling "Dada!" the second he hears my husband's footsteps on the porch.

Singing along with Britney Spears in the car (judge all you want, but I bet you've at least hummed along to "Toxic" once).

The little guy still giving me a kiss and hug whenever I want.

It may not always be an exciting life, but the little things make it worthwhile.

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