Monkey See

I was on the computer when I heard a strange noise. Margaret had found Audrey's drinking bottle and was sussing it out for herself*. She had figured it out at last! I wanted to snap a photo and document the moment, obviously, and snapped a few photos as I usually do. I looked over to find that Audrey was doing the same thing, mimicking what she had seen a hundred times before. She said, "I need to get a good photo, Mama."

Haha!

So I had to document that too. ;)

I sure love my funny babis!

*this was awhile ago. I'm slow with the documenting these days.

Confession: I love holding my babies to sleep

I admit to holding my babies to sleep. In fact, I love it. I know all the advice. I know you're not "supposed to". They won't sleep without you cuddling them, yadda yadda. But here's the thing: I want to. Admittedly, it's not always convenient**, but they are babies for such a heart-breakingly short time. I just want to hold her close, breathe her in, and feel her heart beat against mine. I love feeling her soft fuzzy head with my lips while I kiss her little face over and over again. I love feeling her sigh as she settles into a deep slumber and breathe tiny breaths against my shoulder. I can't help it. I'm a sucker for my babies. I want this moment to last forever.

So humph.

**I'm holding her right now actually, as I type this post one handed. Not convenient by any means but worth it, to me. Babies grow up. And you can't cuddle them forever. I know this because Audrey is too busy playing duplo to cuddle and soon she'll be even bigger. Kiss your babies while you can. AMIRIGHT?