I adore the way you lay your head on my shoulder...even when you're not tired.
It makes me laugh when you pump your legs like a little frog when I carry you in the Moby Wrap or when I change your diaper.
That piercing, happy scream is precious.
My heart melts when you grab my face and pull me in for wet, open-mouthed baby kisses, even when it hurts. Such kisses leave me covered in drool and overflowing with joy.
I think it is so sweet the way to watch your big sister with obvious glee. I can see that you just ache to run around with her. I'm so thrilled that you two will always have each other to play with, fight with, tease and love.
You are pure sunshine. When you laugh, I can't help but to laugh with you. When you smile, you enrapture a crowd.
You love everyone you meet and they all love you. There is something special about the way you look at people, the way you make them feel.
Your thighs are chunky.
Your eyes are wide.
Your hair is out of control.
Oh sweet baby Smooch, I'm so glad that the Lord thought you up and made you exactly you.
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