I love the way he greets me with excitement when I come home. I look forward to opening the door and watching his little feet prance on the tile floor as he skips towards me. He looks at me with those big, brown eyes and his adorable little smile with a mouth full teeth. He giggles and says,”Hi! Layla!” His little laugh makes me so happy. I pick him up, rub his back, and give him a big kiss. I’ve never seen anyone so happy to see me. I don’t think he realizes how happy he makes me. It’s funny how something as little and innocent as a baby can make someone so happy. He makes my day a million times better. Even if I had a horrible day at school, his cute little face cheers me up. I love his big, round belly and his chubby little legs. I just can’t get enough of him. I just want him to be a baby forever. But I know that’s not possible. I can’t wait to have a baby of my own to love and to depend on me. I want someone to make me as happy as my little Logie does.