This morning I was putting on some make up, and I slid my glasses up to my head and of course they fell to the floor. So I think to myself, I’ll just pick them up when I’m done. As I’m applying mascara I hear my 1 year old come in, she picks up my glasses, and I think “yay” I’m gonna have a scavenger hunt around the house for these glasses. But then I feel a pat on my leg, I look down, she’s staring at me, saying momma and holding my glasses up to me and handed them to me. My heart skipped a beat and melted all at once. The frustration, and moments I feel like I’m about to go insane and pull all of my hair out, just faded away. She’s all worth it! The Littlest of moments are not so little to us mommas, every moment is special and BIG. ❤️❤️❤️