To one, you are the world

I know I am fortunate to have a happy baby. Even with ear infections for two months, Colton remained happy. But now we are entering a new phase. Separation anxiety has a startling effect on an otherwise happy boy. He senses my departure, and throws out his lower lip. His face turns alarmingly red, and big crocodile tears start flowing. I assume his sadness is short lived and he returns to his happy self. I know that all too quickly this phase will pass. It will no longer be devastating when I leave the room. Then he won't mind if I am there are not. I just hope there is never a day that he is happy to see me go.