The face...

That face. God,I love that face...even when it's full of tears. Or screetching. Ok, maybe not as much then, but when he's smiling, the world stands still.
Why is it that some days we can go out & he's an angel, others, not so much. We actually got to eat dinner out tonight...he just sat and looked around, smiling at everyone until he took a nap. Last Sunday, it was Mommy-Daddy tag teaming the walk around outside at breakfast. Maybe it's the magic of the stroller...