Obsessed

I have always loved babies.  Like a lot.  But for some reason my obsession with this little guy is increasing by the minute.  Maybe it's because this third kid doesn't talk back yet and I know how awesome it is that he just sits and smiles at me, but holy smokes I love this boy!  He is practically perfect and there hasn't been one day (no kidding!) that I haven't said out loud what a good baby he is.  And how cute he is.  And smiley.

Isn't it a neat thought that every mom has the greatest kids on the planet?  Not perfect, by any means - but the ones that were made just for our family.  I am convinced that we belong together.