Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Stinky Baby

All of the boys need a bath. They are sticky and icky and well...kind of stinky.

N climbed up in my lap, and I was kissing on him.

Me: You're my stinky baby.
N: Das right, Mom, das right.

My Mom likes to point out I don't have a baby anymore, but I'm still claiming him as my baby and he agrees with me. Just the other day I was carrying him up to bed for his nap and he told me "I you baby, Mom. I you baby". Who am I to argue with that bit of cuteness?

1 comment:

Mom B said...

Or me...

Mom