So it ’tis the season for Christmas parties and Suz & Stan had theirs on Saturday which included a hotel & a little adult time. (Bow chicka bowwaw!) This of course means that I got to spend the night hanging out with my favorite man under 3 feet. He will be 2 years old next month and has mastered more words than I can even begin to list. When he said “Unty” and “I Yove You” I swear to dog that I ovulated right there and then. Every time he did something adorable I immediately became a fallopian tube shaped pez dispenser. (No Suz, I am not having one so just shut it!)
Baby Gray has a thing for belly buttons. As you can see, I spent an inordinately large amount of time with my shirt pulled up and a chubby little finger rammed in mine.
Sigh.















