Twenty-six pounds of
wiggling, giggling two-year-old
snuggling into my ample lap.
"Did you have a good nap, honey?"
Her round brown eyes glittering
through thick black lashes blink "yes."
She rubs them with a chubby fist
as I squish her Lilliputian body
so my noze can nuzzle
through twirling swirls
of light-brown curls
to find her marshmallowy
and kiss her blissfully
over and over again
until she squeals--
"I wuv you da most, mommy."
I kiss her again.