mommy mush

Lately, I've been really bad about keeping up with this blog...our family scrapbook.

Every night (around 2am), as I get into bed and try to fall asleep, I am disappointed with myself for letting another day go by without writing one of my "letters to Little Bear." I haven't written one since his 2nd birthday, and it makes me so sad. Sure I post pictures and little stories about our events here-and-there, but I have really been slacking when it comes to writing down his milestones and stats... His current favorite foods, his funny little expressions, the way he says "all the time" at the end of almost everything; "me eat apples...all the time."

So, I'm really going to try and get better at that! For now, some recent pictures pictures from April of my sleeping boy. These got lost my humongous photo files, and I'm glad I found them. They absolutely turn me into a giant pile of mommy mush when I look at them! I don't remember what we'd done that day, but he was so exhausted, he fell asleep right in the middle of the couch. He doesn't do that often, at all. So, instead of carrying him right into his bed...I took his picture. I'm so glad I did. And then I snuggled him, and kissed his sweet little neck and baby soft bare feet.

I'd love to frame a few of these. It won't be long before his sweet feet, hands, and lips aren't so little anymore. That thought makes me mush.