That’s My Baby
My little man turned 10 last weekend. Thought I would re-live the baby days with a few photos. All weekend I was remembering the way it felt to hold him on my hip and dance around, to pull up a chair for him to “help” me cook, to smell his little baby head of whispy hairs snuggled right under mine at nap time, his giddy, crazy laughter, and playing farm.
Then there’s the stuff we did that we still do: “venturing” around the neighborhood with swords, playing star wars, blind man’s bluff/ hide and seek, reading together, morning snuggles. I’d love to do it all over again. I love you , Jess.
