I love you. I love ALL of you. You are my mommy. All mine. I love you. I love ALL of you. You are my mommy. All mine. I love you. I love ALL of you. You are my mommy. All mine.
Sometimes, I can't help but think he is saving me from myself, because during the day, when I am reaching the end of my rope, his words still echo in my mind.
That is beautiful. What a gift.
ReplyDeleteAwwwwwwwwe, isn't he a dear little bear! I recently stopped nursing L and bedtime has been a challenge. The good part is that she never asks, but she does think of any excuse not to go to bed. Change is hard. And especially, when the change is happening to a little person that you can't completely reason with.
ReplyDeletewhat an amazing experience to have...again, i'm so grateful that you notice those moments....
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Oh wow. WOW. What a little stinker that boy is, but his sweetness is so great. Hang in there, Katie.
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