So lately Ben's been going through a lovely phase. You know the phase. It's the phase where at the end of the day you're left not only questioning your sanity about deciding to increase your spawn, but also desperately racking your brain trying to remember where you put the receipt for your first offspring so that bright and early tomorrow morning you can march him right down to the store where your got him and return him. Yup that's the current phase. Of course pregnancy hormones and mood swings aren't helping much. But then....a glimmer of hope, a moment of pure, unadulterated cuteness. Like last night. Emma was being particularity active so I asked Ben if he wanted to feel her saying "hi".
He did.
He felt.
He giggled.
And then.....
He jumped onto the couch arms raised above his head, Rocky style, and started chanting in utter glee "I'm going to be a big brother! I'm going to be a big brother!"
Alright little punk, for that one moment of adorable sweetness all is forgiven.
That's adorable! I'm so glad he's excited to be a big brother.
ReplyDeleteHey Leah!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the new baby, I am going through the phase of what was I thinking in having another baby, but those little moments make it worth it! Your family is so cute!
Alicia
what a cutie. I thought of him today when Carver and Grace watched Thomas. Next time we hang out, we'll have a train party! :)
ReplyDeleteI have long determined that the cuteness of our children is really just a defense mechanism for whenever they are acting particularly bratty. We keep them around because of those warming moments that melt our hearts into goo.
ReplyDeleteWell written Leah (yes, I do read your blog).
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