8:30 am.
Frosty windows on the truck, sun blinding my view.
Quick trip to neighbor's for milk for breakfast.
2 year old sitting in the middle seat of the truck. Buckled in with that waist strap that looks awfully big on him.
He's wearing Buzz Lightyear PJ's. A red, white, and blue sports jacket. Fireman rain boots. And Daddy's sunglasses.
His cuteness steals my heart. I can hardly concentrate on the road.
He looks up at me like this is totally normal. And it is.
That's why it's beautiful.
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