Dear Kekoa,

You wake up smiling.  Toothless grins capture my heart.

Your grinning mouth dribbles a milky trail, as you meet my eyes with thanks.

I could have at least four more of these, I think.

AND THEN:

I hear that familiar squirt -- again (didn't I just change you??).

You headbang your way to sleep.

(at least we have an explanation for any future brain damage).

Then you decide that naps are for BABIES [and Mom, Daddy says I'm the MAN of the house while he's gone, your eyes tell me.]

What a sweet only child.

What an imp!