cool things I don't usually get to do.
(photo credit: Kristy)
Okay, if you've read much of my blog at all, you'd know I'm an absolute fanatic for kids.
Small ones, especially (though I appreciate the men-in-their-thirties variety, too).
This baby's mom marvels at how much I talk about her kid on the 'net, but really, look at this child. I don't get to see her too often, but she is pretty much one of the only babies I know right now, so it's always a treat when I do. Since her very lovely, very cool mom and dad are, to quote Zoolander, ridiculously good-looking, it's not much of a shock that her cuteness is overflowing. Lor and Or-- way to hand off some sweet genes, and a sweet disposition!
I have very small hands, but they look huge here, compared to hers. It felt like an honour to get to feed her, and I have to thank my benevolent and generous roommate Kerry (who is the actual babysitter tonight) for giving me the most peaceful, sweet moment in my day. I mean, hanging out with Ker and Kris is peaceful and sweet as well, but they don't let me rock them to sleep anymore.
Sure, I gush on and on. And I'm usually a little more known for cynicism and quirks than I am for falling in love with munchkins (save for that one incident in Oz, but then I had to go and click my heels...). But come on --
The best moments in life are the little ones. And so are the best people.
9:32:43 PM 
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