kim mcmillan

Lip.

I'll take it any day.

Eight hours.

Eight hours old.

480 minutes old.

And I got to hold her. And stare. And try to remember what my children felt like when they were 28,800 seconds old. Couldn't do it.

So instead, I just stared. And stared and stared.

Eight hours old. As in eight hours and one minute earlier, she was not born yet.

AMAZING.

If I only had a time machine, I'd go back in a second. But I can't.

So for a couple of the hours in the first day in her life, I got to hold this beautiful baby girl.

Safe, warm and loved. And eight hours old.

I know I know-they say newborns don't smile.....

I really don't care what they say:)

He's beautiful, he was warm, he was loved, he had a full belly..... why would he NOT be smiling??????

On that note-have a great week:)

 

 

I've said it before....

and I'll say it again:

The world would be a better place if it was run by a four year old.

And I nominate this sweet child-

I recently spent the afternoon with him and his board of directors....his brothers and cousins.

Yes, I do believe that the world would be so much happier with these blue eyed beauties in charge.

And they've got a great start to a hockey team:)

NOW......where to start?

Have a great week everyone:)

Babies and carpet.

So while I'm waiting for the carpet to be installed, I'm working on babies and prom.

I managed to turn OFF the internet for 3 hours. 

I physically shut it down because I have NO CONTROL, 

and I'm very easily distracted.

 

But let me just say this one thing- THE CARPET IS BEAUTIFUL.

 

 

And so are the babies I"m proofing.

Be back tomorrow with more:)