Love

I just love this little baby boy. I love the baby stage. I love his smell. I love his smiles. I love that he will still fall asleep on my chest. I love his little giggles. I love his tiny cry. I love that I can quiet him when no one else can. I love that he is so tolerant of his sister. I love his hair. I love that I can get him to smile when no one else can. I love his sweetness. I love how content and always happy he is. I love how all of his clothes are still so big on him. I love how preciously fragile he is. I love that I can still hold him close and protect him from from everything scary and bad. I don't want the itty-bitty stage to be over....

(I love this cute little outfit too!)