Sigh.... even when nursing, your mother has no chest... Hey, maybe that dessert cart will come around one more time before we leave the hospital!
One week old and in the arms of Best Namma Ever!. Yep, you're a smart baby -- you know what side your bread is buttered on.Now you have a head full of blonde curls, are working on your alphabet, love the words "no!" and "mine!", hide behind the Christmas tree when you need to poop, love to brush your teeth, love-love-looooove to go "buh-BYE!" and can kick off your shoes and socks in the car on a sub-zero day.
I love you forever!