For the first time there's a man other than my lovely husband that's got me wrapped around his tiny little fingers.
I've never felt the driving need to procreate that some women do. The pitter-patter of little feet and the scent of baby shampoo does little for me.
...or at least it didn't until I met him.
I still don't feel the push to start a family, but at least now I know how truly wonderful it can be.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
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Aw, I love a baby. I need some people around here to start making some babies so I can take a break and just enjoy them for awhile.
Other people's babies are the best kind of babies. You get to hang out with them when they're adorable, and then if they get fussy or start pooping or something, you can just hand them back.
Wow. Check out the 'do little man there is sporting. Nice.
Here's hoping you get stationed next somewhere close so you can spoil him lots.
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