You probably thought this was going to be a gross post, but it’s not.
I think the first time I ever had an explosion moment was when my brother Caelin was little. You know, you love someone so much you are going to explode. It’s generally a momentary thing, but could potentially last longer I suppose. When I went to Ecuador I had that feeling a lot. I LOVED those kids, and seeing them smile produced many explosion moments. And even a couple of times I’ve felt that way about Aaron, but don’t tell him, it will go to his head.
And then I had Harmon. And now I have them all the time. Something about the way he smiles when he’s thinking about peeing on me, or the way he giggles when I raspberry his neck, it gets me every time. I often wonder how I got so lucky to have such an easy calm amazing baby. So, I am just proclaiming (like you didn’t know) how much I adore my baby and how happy he manages to make me.
Ok, I suppose it was sappy, but not gross.
PS It’s his happy 3 month birthday today. His new favorite thing is grabbing everything. Now be forced to look at great photos. More here.