I had the greatest feeling of being loved yesterday.
My little niece, all nearly 8 months and however many pounds of her, reached her chubby little baby arms out and whimpered until I would hold her, while she was in her mother's arms.
Apparently, I am the first person she has ever done this for that wasn't her mom or her dad.
Apparently also, my niece is a girl after my own heart, because as soon as she saw her food, she reached right back to go in to her momma's arms...
It was the greatest minute of my weekend.