NYR 4-25-14

We've become friends with a younger family at church, who have two precious little girls.  The youngest girl is about one and I could eat her up.  She's squishy, has just a little hair and a bottom-tooth grin, and  and scooches across the floor instead of crawling. Most importantly, she lets me hold her usually without crying so I can sniff her baby shampoo-smelling head. Totally adorable and I cannot get enough of her. My friend and the girls came over for a playdate this morning and I got my baby fix.  Happiness is...