Cuddlebug
There is something about holding a baby that is uniquely satisfying. Something in the heft and shape of that little figure that makes it feel so good just to hold her against your chest and cuddle her close.
I'm lucky that the baby loves to snuggle. She's just the right size for it right now. She'll hold her arms up to me, then rest her cheek against my upper arm, sucking her fingers and regarding the world from this higher perspective. I'm going to hate it when she grows out of this stage.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
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