I make my was upstairs into my 1 year old daughter Valentina's room. I stand there above her crib just admiring her while she peacefully sleeps. I feel hands wrap around my waist and I look up to see my husband Ethan. We smile at each other and look down at our beautiful daughter.
"How come I carry her for 9 months and she looks just like you?" I giggle, he laughs and shakes his head. I pick her up out of her bed, she should be waking up soon, I take her down stairs and hand her off to Ethan while I make us breakfast. We take a seat at the kitchen table and sit Valentina in her high chair and place cut up pancakes and bananas in front of her. Before I know it she has syrup all over her and I look over to Ethan to see that he also has syrup all around his mouth and chin.
He laughs while saying "I really am sorry babe, she acts just like me too"
He leans over the table and kisses me, it's not long before I too have maple syrup on my face and taste the sweet maple syrup.
