I mean would you just LOOK at that nose, and that be-a-uuuuuutiful skin, and--for the love--the way she's lying on that arm. I died whilst drinking in that moment, and I die whilst looking at it now.
And look at this one (and hello, Nook). She. Is. Angelic. That look on her face just makes my heart break and soar and sigh, all at the same time.
Okay, one last one--'cause I can't help it. This one's from our magical Christmas Day napping marathon. She was lying across Mama's chest and it was the best present ever.
So believe it or not, I'm not just taking us all down memory lane here. In fact, I'm here to file an OFFICIAL COMPLAINT AGAINST GRANDPARENTS EVERYWHERE.
Or perhaps just Chica's grandparents.
Because...it's been months and MONTHS since Chica slept in my arms or sprawled across my chest, and yet, in the last couple of weeks, she's fallen asleep in the arms of BOTH her grandmothers, AND she took a rarest of rare stroller nap for her grandpa.
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B:
Exhibits C & D:
NOW, WHAT IN THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE???
Are they drugging her???? Slipping her a little Benadryl when I'm not looking???
Are they giving off some magical, grandparent, sleeping dust???
My sweet, hilarious hubby has decided they're all more boring than Mama and Daddy, so Chica's fine zonking out in their company. Ha. Sweet Daddy. Always trying to make Mama feel better ;)
Oh well, I guess I'll try to reign in my WHY-WON'T-YOU-SNUGGLE-SLEEP-WITH-ME? jealousy, and just be happy for the grandparents. Because this is precious, precious, beautiful, God-given time, peeps.
Happy Tuesday!!! (Also known as THE DAY WE OFFICIALLY CLOSED ON OUR CURRENT HOUSE!! Woohoo!!)
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