Saturday, January 14, 2006

Crying in my wonton soup

Tonight, JR and I had take-out Chinese for dinner, as Dad was off to a work colleague's birthday party. There we were, hanging out at the kitchen table, slurping our wonton soup and discussing such important topics as whether he should eat his rice with a spoon or with his fingers, when the little guy announced, "Mom, you fill my heart up."

Little guy, you fill my heart up, too.

1 comment:

Thida said...

Aww, that's so sweet.