My mom watched Fable for me this morning while I went to the gym. When I came home, I walked in the door, grabbed a package that had been mistakenly delivered to us, and quickly ran it over to our neighbor. My mom said that Fable started fussing as soon as I left, and so she had carried her over to the window so that Fable could see I wasn't actually leaving again, that I was just outside. As I came back in, Fable pushed her little body away from my mom and turned to me, arms outstretched.

And my heart exploded.