playing guitar with daddy
sorting through emotions in new ways
being extra-cuddly and super-snuggly
sharing food with the "dah"
getting into, well, everything
nursing again... again
i am breathing in these moments every day with this little boy my life is written around. his soft, milky skin, his thin, wild wisps of hair, his delicious rolls and crevices. sometimes i just watch him -- like i did when he was two days old, four days old, a week old. those days where i couldn't take my eyes off my fresh, beautiful little bundle. it still happens. i am still enamored by this sweet boy. it gets better everyday.