September 30, 2009

Impossible

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! :)

simplesophistication87 said...

awww! your kids are so cute :)