I went to get my son early today...

...so I could get down on my knees and look into his eyes while he talked.
To tell him I think he's wonderful.
To hold him close without distractions from his siblings for a little while.
To really see him.
To encourage him to pick a name for his favorite stuffed animal.
To wonder at his imagination.
To feel the magnitude of my role in raising him.
To be silly.
And to hold on tight to Three before it slips away.

♦