Mila, you are a drug to me. When you are nursing or when I hold you in my arms, looking down at you I feel all silly and happy inside. You are instantly satisfying. I get a rush of joy just looking into your eyes. Sometimes, I even get tears of joy just by talking to your chubby, round face. Often, you will coo and "talk" back to me and we will have conversations about the world and all that is in it. I love you, my Little Happy Pill.