Ears

I love baby ears. Especially the way they smell.  I have this strange habit of when my boys hug me I nuzzle their faces and sniff their ears really loud while I do it. They laugh, sometimes they scream, either way, it happens. Tonight after a tantrum in church, I was walking Brady to the car. I was holding his blanket across my shoulder as I walked. He snuggled it and then leaned into my cheek and sniffed over and over really loud. No one was there with us to watch me well up with tears, but that might be the most wonderful feeling I can remember. I can never feel down on myself when I have rowdy little boys who slow down just long enough to warm my heart :)