ordinary wonder

Dear Thane, I love how my ordinary has changed with your arrival.  Laundry isn’t just a quick run down the stairs to transfer a load anymore.  Now it’s sitting on the floor talking about things that go round while we watch the dryer do its magic.  Dishes aren’t just dishes, now they involve singing and dancing round the kitchen to make you laugh while you watch me from your high chair.  This new ordinary takes a lot longer than the old one, []

picture post–sleepy sunbeams

{{Today you played with sunbeams, in mom & dad’s room and in the living room.}} {{You also skipped a nap.  But rather than making your crabby it just made you cuddly. And sleepy.  And you are so cute when you are sleepy.}} {{I snapped these pictures while you were next to me when we were folding laundry.}}

slobber my heart

Tonight, I got my first baby kiss.  It was divine. I was holding baby boy in the kitchen and talking to Nate and said “I think he’s probably tired of mommy’s kisses” and with that baby boy looked right at me, puckered up his little lips and planted one on my cheek.  Then he did it about ten more times. Bliss baby.  Slobbery baby bliss.