December 26, 2007
I love these babies, both mine and those belonging to my niece. But can I just say that holy crap I forgot how tough 1 yr olds are. I know, how could I possibly forget. But I did. I did not forget, however, how delicious a 6 week old is. I gave up eating my Christmas dinner to hold this baby and kiss his soft feather hair.
At one point my husband looked over at me as both of these babies were crying and screaming and said, “Wow give me a three year old who won’t shut-up and a surly teenager any day.” I couldn’t agree more.
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