Today when I was walking back to my apartment from the office I had my hands full. Pizza box, Sibbee, juice cup, purse, dirty diaper, etc....
Trevor was lallygagging behind me but I could hear him talking and every once in a while I would look back and see him taking his time to smell the flowers or pick up a rock.
I had reached the dumpster and turned back to see what he was up to.
Sure enough. Hugging a tree.
I love my kid. Love. Love. Love.
I don't think I could have felt more proud when he said out loud, "Tree huggin'".