Friday, March 01, 2013

Winter Stinks

Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine

You're not much, goodness knows

But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine


Oh my, I didn’t know what cold and flu season was until I had a baby. Our little grubber is a pro at collecting drippy noses and hacking coughs. This week has been full of rough nights and long days. 

Our poor, pitiful little tyke. 

We are hoping that he’ll soon be on the up and up. And that he doesn’t share the sickness with his parents. 

On a slightly happier note, here is Ben’s ‘yearbook picture’ from preschool. I was in charge of taking the photos for the wee little kiddies and you know what? The photograph of my own child was the most difficult to take - by miles. This kid simply doesn’t want to sit still, especially for a snap happy mama. 

xo, 

Sonja


PS: it’s been so long since I’ve heard this song. Gets me every time though.

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