Emotional Awareness

by longtallyarn

This Saturday we ate a large brunch of bacon and eggs, served a little later than usual. We paused to enjoy the feeling of our full, contented bellies and my son kicked back in his high chair and said with his characteristic omitted H sounds and exaggerated S endings

” ‘appy? Yessss.”
” ‘appy? Yessss.”
” ‘appy? ‘appy? Yesss.”

“Are you happy?” I said, as I tuned in to his meaning.