Baby Benjamin turned 8 weeks old yesterday.
Today I was trying to shop in Target, but Benjamin was fussing, so I was carrying him in one arm and pulling the cart behind me. He was unhappy lying on my shoulder so I slid him down to carry him like a football. He immediately started smiling and cooing at me... I'm sure I looked like an idiot, walking through Target smiling and talking to this tiny person in my arms.
But if having four children has taught me anything, it is that they do not stay this small forever and moments like this are quickly gone. And every little happy moment I have with him makes those fussy moments not seem quite as frustrating.
(Sure do love this little smirk)
Today I was trying to shop in Target, but Benjamin was fussing, so I was carrying him in one arm and pulling the cart behind me. He was unhappy lying on my shoulder so I slid him down to carry him like a football. He immediately started smiling and cooing at me... I'm sure I looked like an idiot, walking through Target smiling and talking to this tiny person in my arms.
But if having four children has taught me anything, it is that they do not stay this small forever and moments like this are quickly gone. And every little happy moment I have with him makes those fussy moments not seem quite as frustrating.
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