What is love?

The other day Jackie and I were cooking dinner and Desmond was fussy, there was no calming him, we did everything we normally do. Gave him a cracker, changed his diaper, give him his cup, turned on elmo, played Thomas the tank engine, played trucks, you name it we tried it. Finally Jackie and I stop what we were doing, and just sat in the middle of the living room floor and over he came to us.

He sat down between us and started pulling and lifting Jackie’s leg and lifting it on to mine, and pulling my arm and wrapping it around her, back and forth until we both were hugged pretty close to each other, and him snugged tightly between us like a sandwich, hugged and wrapped in the arms and legs of his parents. He had the biggest smile on his face, he had accomplished his goal. We just laid there and laughed, and enjoyed the closeness of each other.

Life is chaos, we go and do not stop, we put a band-aid on things we push past the noise, we ignore each other, but a boy with 18 months of life in experience, in his own way made us stop and showed us what really is important.

That is love.