Smug

Our grandson, Ryan, who is 7 was at the farm this weekend and he learned to “drive” the golf cart.  Maybe a more accurate description is “steer” the golf cart while I pushed the gas pedal.  He was so proud of himself.  It was amazing how many places he needed to go and things he needed to see and of course he had to drive there and take his eager passengers with him.  At one point I looked at him and he was totally zoned out in his grown-up world.   His hands intently gripped the steering wheel as he stared straight ahead with his face tilted slightly upward and a smile that wrapped all the way around his head.  His face just glowed with joy.  I would have loved to have captured that moment with my camera. It was so precious.  One word just said it all-“smug”.

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