I am besotted with this baby. I cherish this cherub. I absolutely LOVE this little lady. I’m infatuated with this infant…..well, now I’m getting carried away with the alliteration, that and the fact that she’s no longer an infant, but a full fledged toddler.
Seriously, I can’t get enough of this nugget. She’s delightful and delicious. I’d probably stalk her if she wasn’t already stalking me, following my every step. She’s my shadow and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sometimes if she naps for a long time, I start to miss her and I want to go in and wake her up just so I can see her smile. Instead I just snuggle in and join her…and wind up waking her up anyways.
Call me obsessed.
Call me addicted.
Call me a mommy.