I am sitting here, letting Doodle Bug’s bootie air out, as she has developed a diaper rash (any advice?) today. Although I am terrified she is going to pee, or worse, on my bed, I can not help but to be in awe of her perfect, round, pink, pinchable tooshie. They just don’t come any cuter than baby butts, do they?
I haven’t just been in awe of Doodle’s butt, these days, but of Doodle as a whole. She will be 6 months soon, and is starting to go through seperation anxiety. I have to shamelessly admit though, that I love it.
Man… there is NOTHING like baby love. This little, innocent, perfect being who loves you so much it makes your heart burst. I can be gone for two minutes, and I come back to her kicking her legs, flailing her arms, and giving me a grin from ear to ear. She is SO happy to see me, and it has only been two minutes! It’s like she missed me so much that she just couldn’t stand it.
There is no other high like it in the whole world…



