So C has been teaching L.A. how to high five, and it’s the sweetest thing in the world to see his little teeny hand come up to his daddy’s big hand.
I, however can not witness this transaction without hearing Borat’s voice in my head.
I’ve been wanting to figure out this type of shot for awhile now, and I figured the 52 week challenge was a good start. Little did I know that it’s much harder to do this of yourself!! In any event, it’s my submission for week 10.
Remember my post the other day about L.A. being an anti snuggler? Well last week I went to go pick him up at school and found him all mushed up in her arms. His face lights up like a Christmas tree whenever he sees her, and he always flashes her his gummy smile. He’s clearly flirting. The other night when I picked him up, I’m 98% sure he was trying to cop a feel. C finds it amusing, and I’ll admit I’m a bit jealous.
I don’t blame the boy, at least he chose wisely. She’s gorgeous and sweet too. I just thought we would make it out of the infant room before he fell in love with another woman.
My sweet niece. I’ve adored this little girl since she was born, and now that she’s (almost) four, she’s even more fun. She’s a beautiful little spunky thing, and I love hanging out with her. I told her yesterday that if I ever have a daughter, I hope she’s just like her!
And hanging out with a familiar face, one of my favorite little guys!
I swear we do more than just lounge around on beds all day, but the weather is still pretty crummy, so until we get outside, here’s week 9.
Oh, and since I’m posting pictures… you know how chipmunks store food in their cheeks to stock up for winter?
That’s all I’m sayin’.
So the other night when I was putting L.A. to bed and he miraculously fell asleep on my shoulder, I held on to that moment as long as I could. I sat there in his darkened nursery with this now big baby in my arms, eyes closed, my cheek pressed against his head, breathing deeply to soak up his just fresh from the bath baby smell… I sat there rocking for what must have been almost a half hour, just holding my sleeping baby. I realized that the last time he truly slept on my for any length of time, he was a little teeny bean whose tush fit into my hand.
My eyes welled up up with tears, as I realized just how quickly this is all going. I worry that in the next blink he’ll be standing at the door with his backpack on ready to go to school. More than that though, I worry that the day to day… the things that consume our time… will make me fail to pause and savor these moments. He’s only this small for a second. I can’t forget that.
I got together with these two sweet girls this morning for a little photo session. Don’t let the sunny pictures fool you, it was chiiiiilly this morning, and we nearly got attacked by a crazy group of ducks. In any event, they were adorable… which is all that matters!
If this isn’t determination, I don’t what is:
Headed to prom with a little sass. The way it should be!
