I want to blog about our snow day. Real snow! In Houston!
I want to blog about my calling, or actually more like how much I miss my old calling.
I want to blog about decorating the Christmas tree.
I have a little line-up of posts in my head along with a big line-up of tasks I really need to complete at home. Like take a shower.
But we have relegated ourselves to the most basic elements of living this week, like keeping people alive. (showers are even a luxury, I guess!)
But there was no way I couldn't not blog about this today.
Max woke up smiling.
I have been talking to him and singing to him for weeks in an effort to stimulate his little mind and hopefully make up for the fact that he recieves less attention than either Ava or Luke did as newborns.
He has been sweet and lovable, yet oh so vacant, as newborns tend to be.
But this morning when I picked him up and cooed at him he smiled.
And he looked at me. And I'm pretty sure he was thinking, "Oh, there you are!"
He is a little piece of heaven. His snuggles are warm and soft. And his cheeks are the perfect landing pad for my lips. His little head is a velvety peach.
And today his smiles are very reassuring that maybe I can pull this thing off after all.
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So sweet!!! He looks like his older siblings. So glad you found the time to blog about this. I'm sure it makes everyone smile who reads it. :)
I never doubted you could do it-but it is always nice to get positive reinforcement, isn't it? What a sweetie...I want to come too. Will grandma come pick me up on her way?
Oh my. That is oh so sweet. Man I want to hold that little turkey.
I have been anxiously awaiting some pictures of him. Love his beautiful smiles. I hope to someday not have sick kids and come and see you/bring dinner/bring gift/not spread germs to your family!
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