I tried last year to keep up with the 52 week project, and well… life got in the way. I’m going to really try this time around to do it.
Though I’m sure he doesn’t really understand what it means, if you ask L.A. “where’s the baby?” he immediately comes over and lifts up my shirt and plants a big slobbery kiss on my belly. Understanding or not, it’s one of the sweetest things in the world.
I love C more than words for grabbing my camera and capturing this last night.
