3/21/2019 0 Comments The BabyThis is the baby that smiles and giggles and hides under his blankie when I come into his nursery in the morning. We say goodbye to LambLamb (our precious paci) and toss him back into bed freely. And then we open the blinds and say good morning to the trees, the birds, the sky, and the sun. This baby now calls out for his brother, "BAYA" as we head down the hallway and then shouts for "DADA!"
At night he wants to read only the dinosaur books, requesting them by "AGGHH!" And if we are feeling brave, maybe the scary alligator book. After books we say our prayers and this sweet baby clasps those still slightly pudgy hands together, those delicious hands with the precious dimples on the knuckles. After we thank God for the love that fills our hearts, and for our clean water, and for the food in our tummies, this baby gleefully shouts "AMEN!" And then I kiss him and remind him of how precious he is to his daddy and me. I place him in his bed surrounded by his babies and he stares up at me with my own Mother's crystal blue eyes. I tell him I love him a thousand more times, shut off the light, turn on the sound machine, the fan at full speed, and close the door. And I walk down the hallway and miss him already.
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