If you could bottle perfection, it would be that moment when your baby grabs your face, pulls you towards them and kisses you.

Bubba’s version of a kiss comes with a big smile, a solid grip on my cheeks, ears ,hair or a combination thereof, a lunge towards me mouth agape, then squishing her face into mine.

I hope one day to capture it on film. It is absolute perfection.

In those moments, there could be nothing wrong in the world.