Feb 20, 2015

your smile


It can be nothing but gums - or smirky - or full of spit up, any way I'll take it. I love it in the early morning when we're half asleep, mid-breastfeeding, or while I pull on your teeny socks. It likes to sneak out when we play with your baby bunny or your rattle. Your dad gets one nearly every time he walks in the room. I will jump like a crazy person, coo and make strange noises in public for it. Sometimes you give me a big one in the middle of the night, accompanied by giggles and I swear we're already in heaven. Little man, keep them things coming!

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