Love is...

Love is this... when I've had a long, long night at work and I've been up all day the day before... and I come home and can't keep my eyes open... and I crash out on the couch... only to be aroused by the sensation of 4-year-old fingers running through my hair while at the same time hearing this sweet, soft voice singing, "Rock-a, rock-a baby... rock-a, rock-a baby... I love you so much mommy!" The smell of his hair and his skin next to my face is pure joy. I love my Bubby Bear!