Home alone with my baby today. He talks a lot. A. LOT. It was so weird to be with just one. The house was so quiet (except for Z's chattering). I think he misses me since I have been gone so much with Samuel this week because he tells me, "Mommy, don't leave me again." I've missed him, too..
But still so little. Not too old for cars and giraffees and nap pants. Snacks and hugs and oh-so-many kisses. Fights with his brother and making up. Tears when he's tired and bright smiles in the morning. No, he's still little. And I will treasure every moment.
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