***Monday April 5th, 2010
There is nothing like cuddling up to soft baby flesh, in the morning. It was so warm last night that Lone slept in an undershirt and I can't tell you how much I loved feeling her soft, cool flesh this morning. So nice. Of course, every moment must come to an end and she suddenly told me I was a "big bastard", (I made her say it three times to be sure of what I was hearing) Where do they learn this stuff? She's still only a baby! Shortly after, when daddy joined us in bed, he earned the title of "Old head".
Personally, I'd rather be big bastard than old head....
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