henry fell asleep while nursing today, and every time i tried to move to get up he fussed (which is unusual for him). so i laid back down, and remembered this poem from my aunt rita's house. i blinked back the tears & snuggled back in. and guess what, the laundry was still there after our catnap.
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This picture is precisely why I hover when I'm at your house, waiting for my chance to snuggle. That boy is just a bundle of sweetness, I'm addicted!
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