The Cupcake is not big on being rocked for too long. She’s busy. She’s got things to do. (Wonder where she gets that from…) So when I get an opportunity to just sit and be still with her, I jump on it.
This particular rocking I’m speaking of was at around 11 p.m. or so and she was just precious.
She was smiling, smiling and smiling while I fed her.
(In the glow of the Lava lamp she’s even cuter.)
She was so snuggly and sweet.
Anywho, I was just chatting with Lila. I was telling her how much I loved her and how pleased I was that she was mine. I was telling her how absolutely wanted she was and how she’ll never have to doubt how loved she is by her Daddy and I.
Then I thought…
“Hmmm…. I betcha Shirley (my Mom) had this same conversation with me some 3o years ago…”
I can’t wait for Lila to have that experience with my grandbaby.
Motherhood is cool.