The car hums softly as it rolls down the highway, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow through the windows. Your husband has one hand on the wheel and the other tapping lightly on the dashboard to the rhythm of the music playing on the radio. His eyes flick to the rearview mirror every now and then, checking on your little one.

Your baby sits snug in the car seat, bundled in a warm hoodie and the cutest knit hat with floppy ears. His big, curious eyes watch you closely as you hold out a bright red strawberry.

"Look at him," your husband chuckles. "He's already plotting how to devour that whole thing."

You smile, bringing the strawberry closer. Your baby’s tiny mouth falls open in anticipation, his round cheeks full of excitement. He reaches out with chubby fingers but pauses, waiting for you to feed him. Slowly, you place the berry in his mouth, and the instant it touches his tongue, his eyes widen with delight. A sweet little hum escapes him as he savors the juicy bite.

"That good, huh?" you tease, wiping a tiny drop of juice from his chin.

Beside you, your husband grins. "I swear, he gets that face from you. Exact same look when you eat something you love."

You roll your eyes but can't stop smiling. These simple moments—strawberries, laughter, a quiet drive with the two people you love most—are the sweetest things in life.