I went to pick up the wee one from school yesterday, still feeling sheepish about having to abandon him in the Muffins for Mom line. As I worked up my apology, he came running from his class waving something over his head.

It was a muffin in a ziplock bag.

"I saved one for you, Mommy!" he shouted with a crazy grin. "My teacher kept it in the secret classroom refrigerater all day so that it would stay fresh!"

And so my tiny black heart grew three sizes and then broke into a million sappy pieces.

Oh my God, where did this sweet kid come from? Forget the muffin. I could eat him up!