cookies

(e.w.) there is a brand new copy of the entire universe forming in his head. yesterday i was contemplating the miracle of life while watching him eat a fresh baked chocolate chip cookie with milk. every kid is a brand new world. the joy of cookies and milk is completely re-invented. simple pleasures are so new, novel, unspoiled- it seems to nearly overloading his circuts with joy. watching from the outside, it's impossible for me to trully comprehend, but still a wonder to behold.

stay

this morning i came back inside after starting the car, because i forgot my wallet; and e.w. was eating breakfast and called out my name. he was excited because i had reappeared after kissing him goodbye and leaving for work once just a moment earlier. i went over and gave him another kiss goodbye, and he said "daddy? you want strawberries? chocolate milk?" he was offering me his breakfast, lifting the cereal bowl up to me; he wanted me to stay, and eat with him, instead of leaving to go to work. i'm not sure if i'm explaining it well enough, but really it was very cute and it made me want to eat him up.