This morning I sat on my living room floor making faces, singing, giggling, and talking baby talk.
No TV, no radio, no internet, just me being my dorky self with Little Bean.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to take these moments. I get distracted with work, household responsibilities, and the daily grind.
I remember doing the same thing with Big Brother 6 years ago. I still get to be dorky with him, but it’s different now. He’s more complicated. Fun, but complicated.
Here’s Little Bean and I this morning.
And Little Guy and I 6 years ago.
In these pictures they don’t look that much alike, but the same dorky mom can get them both to smile. And when they smile, I smile.