I think babies make it impossible to stay frustrated, angry, or sad.
I think babies are tiny angels that God sends to remind us how to live.
I think babies make giant cowboy hearts crumble when they say, "my dad."
I think babies cause stoic mamas to fold in on themselves when they say "me an you" and grab Mama's hand.
I think babies eating their entire supper all by themselves are more exciting than any T.V. show, sporting event, or gossip chain.
I think babies tell us our own stories and give us understanding.
I think babies bring hope and purpose.
I think babies are a porthole to Heaven.
And I can't wait to get home to this baby, in particular.