Sometimes there are no words!
No words for the exhaustion, joy, laughter, fatigue, fulfillment, frustration, and bliss that come with a boy like this. You know when he was an infant we thought he was so calm and sensible like his dad…turns out there’s a whole lot of his not so calm and sensible momma in there too!
I am so in love…and so so tired!
He’s sleeping now…I think I’ll go play blocks under the table with my girl…(it’s been a recent (and very frequent) favorite) and finish up the armband on a vest for my mancub.
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