The "career" journal of a self proclaimed princess who wipes boogers and bums for a living, and whose salary consists of hugs, kisses, giggles and no thank you's.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Poem
I saw the most beautiful sight in the world tonight-- I'm lucky to view it every night-- My little boy asleep. I couldn't help but crawl into bed beside him A few moments, and then away,
2 comments:
I love them when they're sleeping. I love them when they're awake. But I tend to like them more consistently when they're asleep. :)
Yes. I just love my sleeping babies.
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