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Monday, May 11, 2009

In All His Nakedness

There is something pure and clean and perfect about a baby's skin. Maybe it's just that it is just that... pure, clean, and perfect. The smell of a baby fresh out of the bathtub is one of the sweetest things on earth. The sweetest is his milky baby breath. Kissable, squeezable, softest baby skin...

these soft, rosy cheeks...
this scrunched up little face...
these chubby little thighs...
and tiny ticklish toes...
What'cha doin, Mama?
Hey Mama? I'm down here. Put down the camera and snuggle me!
Yeah, that's better. Come here and give me some snuggles.

2 comments:

Big Sis said...

I wish I were there to snuggle him too! He sure is quite a talker. I think he just likes to hear himself jabbering. Grace has asked if she could help watch him with someone older if you ever need help.

Kristin said...

OOh, I love his wrinkly neck. I will snuggle him and snuggle him and tickle his toes in exactly 9 days. :)