As I sit here and type this, I am aware of something really wonderful…
I smell like a baby.
It’s the sweetest smell in all the world. It’s distinct and can’t be bottled. It’s precious. You see, I smell like a baby because I’ve been holding a baby all morning and not just any baby. No, I’ve been holding a child so precious to me that words cannot even describe. This morning I sat in a rocking chair and prayed over my own little nephew. Jude Wallace. He is perfect in EVERY way. No really, he is. Partly because we share half of the same DNA. Just sayin.
The last 72 hours have been all kinds of crazy but crazy wonderful. I don’t have time to do a full post just yet because I’m caught up in everything Aunt-ish. Keep an eye out for a Take Me Back post really soon, full with pictures of my new favorite subject. Until then, I plan on enjoying every moment of smelling like a baby.
The Birthday Trio!!!
I love knowing that this precious babe will be incredibly well photographed. 🙂
You and his mother are gorgeous; and I agree: He’s perfect.
Can’t wait to smell like baby myself! Want to hug and kiss him so bad! I’m sure you wouldn’t mind sending a few from me, right? 😉