This little face pulls my heart strings. This little face calls me near. This little face longs for snuggles. I can’t sweet boy – its time for work. Oh to leave responsibilities behind and hold you close all day. Forget the work that pays the bills and cleaning around the house. To whisper songs in your ear and hear you babble would be such a sweet day for us. Soon you will be too grown for such things and talking with attitude. My heart is heavy but your smile is light. Leaving you each day until the weekend arrives.