Wellllll. I haven't blogged in over a month and have let super important events slip by undocumented (Henry turned ONE!!!!), but tonight after I finished nursing Henry, Andrew and I started laughing about how, every night, no matter what, as soon as he is done, Henry flails his arms in the air and rolls over two or three times until he is laying on top of his Daddy's chest. It doesn't matter whether Andrew is asleep or awake or somewhere in between- every night, on cue, our little crazy haired wonder finds his man.
And, really, I just love that.
And we love that little baby so much that sometimes it feels like our hearts are going to explode.