perfect.

Remember when you were first born and everything was perfect? You knew no sorrow. You never wanted for anything. You got to eat and drink whenever you desired to do so, whatever you desired. People wanted to hold you and sing to you and rock you to sleep...and encouraged you to sleep during the day! Everyone loved you and thought you were amazing and sweet.

Remember how wonderful it was?
Me either.

But this reminds me that I got to see my kids when it was that way for them.