Mama’s Backpack

She giggles and calls herself “Mama’s Backpack”, happy to hop on and tag along wherever I go.
She never complains. Seldom cries. I can count on two hands the number of meltdowns she’s ever had. She’s obedient to the point that it’s humorous. And a tad frightening. Perhaps the universe just took mercy on me after Caleb.
Today is her 3rd year well visit at the doctor.
Tomorrow she has to have a cavity filled at the dentist. First kid cavity of my motherhood experience. I’m not looking forward to it.