So, as I said in my last post. I’ve been kind of dreary lately. But I think I’ve found a cure for my blues.
Waking up to this has seemed to help.
How can that not make your day? Even though he was up several times during the night, and has taken to biting me and pinching me to get my attention. When I roll over in the morning and see this face… it all seems to melt away.
He’s just so stinkin’ cute. Those baby blues, his blonde hair, and chubby cheeks. Kills me every time. How do you stay mad at that?