Mommy

She doesn't get enough thanks for it, especially because of the natural narcissism of our Little Boy, but I have to say that I'm always amazed at what she does, the way she relates to him, the way she's always thinking ahead, the way she stays calm even in strange circumstances, the laughter and creativity she brings to every day. She'll say that it has been a hard adjustment, but I'll say that she has taken to motherhood like a fish to water, like a cat to . . . well . . . catnip (?), like a toddler to chicken nuggets, like a politician to Pork.

I'm being silly, but it's because this seems like an overly cliche sentiment. There's no way to say what's in my heart when I look at the two of them.