When I pick up my baby. Especially in the morning. When he has bed head. And I haven't seen him all night. And he's in his cute little pj's. I have to kiss him. It's impossible not to. Again.
And again.
And again.
And don't tell me he is not a baby anymore. He will always be my baby.
I wonder if he will let me do this when he's 20.
He better.
2 comments:
Leslie
said...
The key is indoctrination! :) I told Dave all through his childhood that he would LOVE to hug his mom when he was 16 or 20, and, sure enough! He does! :)
2 comments:
The key is indoctrination! :) I told Dave all through his childhood that he would LOVE to hug his mom when he was 16 or 20, and, sure enough! He does! :)
awww! your kids are so cute :)
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