This parenthood gig is seriously hard, but looking at pictures like this one make me want to cry tears of happiness. It's all worth it. You two are ours, and you bring so much joy into our lives. There are days where I want to pull my hair out, but the sweet little moments like this are what gets me through.
That smile. It kills me.
(I must really love this shirt on you, sweets. It's the same one you were in last month, too.)
You've gotten to the stage where you no longer want to be held while sleeping. I knew this day would come, so I really did try to savor every time you refused to sleep anywhere else but my arms when you were a babe. I also knew that I would miss that time. And I do. But I am so glad you like to sleep in your crib.
Mama and Dada