Louise, my first-born, will occasionally have a bout of what I call "mommy-itis," where she simply can't get close enough. It's heavier than you'd think, and I'm pinned down for as long as she needs me, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. It feels so damn cute.
It's a measure of how adorable I think this is that I post a picture of me looking like such hell.
Jenny
2 comments:
some cats have all the luck.
You look as cute as a cat's hat or a dog's clog or a fish's dishes.
stopping now
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