I love the way my baby smells, like sunshine, earth and honey. I love the way her soft, silken head feels against my cheek and my lips. I love the shape and smallness of her hands and the way they fan out like a delicate flower when she dreams. I love the sound she makes when she breathes, like an angel's whisper. I love the smile that plays upon her face when she sees something delightful. And I love it even more when that smile shines on me.