Happiness is...

I "borrowed" this idea from here Happiness is... ...Smiles so big that you ultimately can't contain the laughter and proceed to let a giggle roll up from your toes. Happiness is... ...hearing the word "mama" for the first time even though you know it's still just babble and he doesn't really know what he said. Happiness is... ...the hope that there still may be "a cure" for his disease available in his lifetime. Happiness is... ...quiet, stolen moments in the middle of the night when only he and I are awake. Moments that contain a tiny hand reaching for my face and a contented sigh as he drifts off back to sleep. Happiness is... ...feeling the joy of his successes. Watching him reach milestones, cheering for his victory and seeing the look of accomplishment on his face. Happiness is... ...being a big boy and getting sit in the high chair, shopping cart or stroller and look around. Happiness is... ... flipper slippers. Happiness is... ...gently waking him up to leave for work and the babysitter's and upon hearing your voice, there is a sweet sleepy smile behind the paci... and he hasn't opened his eyes yet.