to the moon and back

There are no words... no adjectives.  There is no measurement, no limitation.  There is nothing I wouldn't do.  Nothing.

For this child.

I love this child, with all of my heart.  I love this child more than it should be possible to love another human being.  He teaches me everyday. 

Sometimes he's like March. In like a lion, out like a lamb.

It isn't always easy, this parenting thing.  It isn't always ice cream and smiles.  Its a lot of messes, and bloody knees and crumbs. 

But in the end, when he puts his little arms around me and kisses me, and tells me he wuvs me.   In the end, its so, so worth it.