so the other night at dinner, we had the missionaries over and we were talking about what time of the day we were born. "i remember what time seth was born exactly," i was saying, "11:58 PM. Just two minutes away from being born the next day," i looked over at that little naked man in his highchair, noodles on his chin, broth in is hair (making it stick up in a sort of haphazard way), and i just couldn't help myself, i started to gush, "and now he's here, my little baby seth," and then seth beamed and looked around at everyone who was looking at him and smiling like he was just so proud. like, yes. i. am! her little baby seth!
man, this whole parenting thing can be so worth it sometimes.
2 comments:
Amen, sista! I love your photo week! Such little cuties!
I love it!
Will was born at 11:58, too! Getting him out while it was still the 14th was just the motivation I needed to push that much harder. Ha!!
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