Everyone keeps telling me to give this guy lots of kisses and hugs, to sniff his sweet baby head. Well, here you go, proof that I’m following through.
Daddy’s getting lots of cuddle time with our little guy, too.
Anyway, things may be a bit quiet around here this weekend. My dad just flew in tonight. (The girls are on cloud nine. You’ve never seen such excitement!) We’re preparing for a big party on Sunday. Benedict’s being baptized. Plus it’s my birthday. Yeah, I was pretty pleased to be able to pull that one off. He’s the one kid whose baptism day I won’t forget. Really, is there a better way to celebrate my birthday than by giving my son the gift of new life in Christ?
Meanwhile, I leave you with one of my favorite things in the whole world:
If I were a the kind of person who believed in tattoos, this would be the one mark I’d be tempted to try to make permanent. That sweet little earmark gets me every time.