Sometimes we’re playing and I’ll put my forehead to hers. She squeals and burrows her head into mine. Then she’ll put both of her hands on either side of my face and grin and squeal again.

Every time I go to pick her up in the afternoons, she smiles and bounces when I walk in the room.

She hugs me and holds on tight when I’m carrying her from her room to mine in the still-dark hours of the morning.

That baby loves me.

And I LOVE being her mommy.

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One response to “

  1. oh, oh, oh… this made me cry. i LOVE when james gives hugs and squeezes SOOO tight. such perfect bliss, huh.

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