Someday I'll Miss This

I know some day I won't have little ones running around my house. And everyone tells me I will miss it.

Isaac will often run (more like Frankenstein toddle) over to my legs and wrap his arms around them in a hug with his little head nestled between my calves. He especially likes to do this while I'm in the kitchen cooking. He usually does this when he is happy and excited but sometimes he also does it when he is sad or cranky and wants to be held.

I love it. Even when it's not necessarily convenient and if he's whiny.

And I already know I'm going to miss that feeling of little arms at my legs.