How you make me smile

Moments have come and gone since Keegan was born.  So many details forgotten.  And it doesn't seem to matter. Yet as I sit here thinking of my little guy, it's some of those small details that make me smile: the way he crinkles up his face just before he's about ready to whine;  the way he dances by clicking his tongue, stomping his feet, and holding out one arm as he rotates his wrist; the way, when on a mission, he holds his arm up high and points his finger just slightly inward and charges full force ahead; the way he blows a big kiss when saying good-bye or good-night; the way he says "ready, set, go" with such enthusiasm before going down the slide or propelling forward on his little push-car; the way he makes his body into an inverted "V" when standing up (and sometimes pausing to look at me upside down through his spread legs); the way he so sweetly says "peas" to get whatever he wants (with a needed reminder every now and then);  the way he licks all the creamcheese off the cracker before eating it;  the way he lays his head on my shoulder and hums to Twinkle,Twinkle, Little Star just before bed time.  Oh my little Keegan boy, how you make me smile!