In general, Emma can do no wrong in the eyes of Ben. He adores her. He worships her. His eyes follow her everywhere she goes. He wants to be near her. He longs for the moments when she takes time from her busy toddler schedule to play with him.
Last night was one of those golden times. Ben was sitting on my lap and Emma was finishing up dinner in her high chair. She was paying him 100% attention and he was loving it. And by loving it, I mean, full loud silly baby belly laughs. This kid was in paradise. Emma was being goofy grabbing at his feet and hands - not very gently either, but he didn't care. His big sister was playing with him and he laughed and laughed for a good 10 minutes.
I need to find a way to bottle that laughter and give it to my pharmaceutical salesman friend to market to doctors of depressed patients. We would make millions!
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