I just can’t resist the cuteness of a little boy who not only wants to dance with his sister, but tackle his brother in-between songs. Something about a tutu on a little wrestling boy! Good stuff 🙂
I love watching my children grow up and anticipate their bigger, more mature selves someday being a joy and great adventure in our lives. But, I have to admit, there are moments I just wish I could bottle them up and keep them this cute little person longer. There are/will be so many things they’ve done and said in these beginning years of life that I got so much pleasure from at the time, that I will forget…or have already forgotten, despite my efforts to capture them all on camera and in their baby books. Someday they’ll be awkward, stinky, hormonal teenagers – that I will love just as much – and all this oblivious innocence will be a thing of the past. I know it’s a season that will change at just the right time, but for now, I’m treasuring each of the moments I get to enjoy such cuteness.