Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Obligatory mushy post

Every time I go into your bedroom to pick you up after your nap, I sing the “Good Morning” song and you grin grin grin at me and kick your little feet with joy. And just when I think I love you as much as is humanly possible to love someone, I discover I now love you even more.

But that doesn’t mean I’m OK with the teething.

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