Thursday, August 28, 2008

Perfect.

Sometimes I just look at my kid and he breaks my heart. He's sitting on my lap right now, fighting sleep, and he's making the most hilarious/adorable faces.

And then I think: I made that!

And then I want to kick my own ass for being so self-centered.





Oh, God. He just laughed in his sleep. I think I may pass out.

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