Given the spring storm and the heavy, wet snow, you might be having a hard time coming up with a feel good moment today. That wasn’t a problem for me because Monday is my day with Evan.

My favorite part of watching Evan is giving him his bottle. I always hold him on my lap with one arm behind his back or head and one hand on the bottle. I love it because he looks at me so intently, like he is searching for something. Maybe he’s trying to figure out who I am or trying to memorize my face. I look back at him with equal intensity. I do know what I’m looking for. I’m looking for the 5-year-old Evan who will be going to school and the 10-year-old Evan who will be playing soccer, and the 20-year-old Evan who will be in collage – wondering what those Evans will look like. I’m also trying very hard to memorize the face of the current 5-month-old Evan, because I know that those other Evans will be knocking on my door soon enough.

But even more than our eye-to-eye communication, I love it when Evan closes his eyes in contentment. It’s as if he’s just totally in the moment, savoring this nourishment. That’s when I sometimes close my eyes too, and just revel in sharing this feel good moment with my precious grandson.

So, let it snow today. The lilacs will have to fend for themselves. I’m feeding my baby.