The best part of my day in 100 or fewer words:
While I fixed dinner today, Kerrington watched me from her high chair with focused concentration. (I'm pretty sure with adoration, too. She's really quite fond of me.)
I sang to her. She smiled. I danced for her, waving my arms in the air and twirling. She laughed. (This seems to be a common reaction to my dancing.) And then I ducked behind the kitchen island and jumped up again and again until my legs began to burn from the repetition.
And here's where it gets good:
This little baby was surprised every single time. I love this about her.