One of my very best friends in the whole world had the most adorable baby girl a couple of weeks ago. Of course, I was just dying to get my hands on her, so I devised a plan. Dinner was my cover. The baby was my target. I knew that once I got myself in the door with a casserole in hand, I would for sure be allowed to cuddle that little bundle of love. My plan worked to a "T." Ang, of course, said we didn't need to bring anything. I knew that. But in my world, food = love. Addi and I spent a wonderful hour loving on the precious princess and her cute as can be big sis.
By the end of our hour together my uterus was aching and I was tempted to scoop up the little sweet pea, stick her in my pocket, and take her home.
But that wouldn't be nice.
And more than likely, it would be the end of a great friendship.
So for now I'll settle for frequent visits and lots of snuggles. It's the next best thing to kidnapping, I guess.
She's seriously perfect in every way. Don't believe me? See for yourself.