I babysat all day today for the baby of a young woman who used to practically live at our house when she and my daughter were little kids. She calls me "Mom" so I am thinking it's ok if I am her baby's gramma.
So I was up early, not knowing what to expect from this new little person. She is 3 months old and her name is Emma. She was amazing, interacting with us, looking across the room and smiling when we smiled. She played with her toys (I guess she actually just chewed on them). I kissed her belly and nibbled on her toes and she laughed and cooed. God, I love that.
Babies make us fall in love. What is better than that?
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