It’s the simple things in life, really.
Like a little pink trench coat, and big strong hands that steady you on your trek to the car.
Like carrying around a juice-box like it’s your job…because, at 18 months old, it kind of is.
Like cuddling a new “pappo” from daddy while being lulled to sleep by the car, as we galavant around Bean-town with our favorite little Boston-baked-Bean.
Like letting simple things like your sleeping babe take your breath away…
Like having a mommy and daddy night, martini’s and conversation that makes you fall in love all over again included…
…And spring flowers in your house while the snow is falling outside.
Our little family is complete for this week, as JW has come to enjoy the winter wonderland of New England. We’ve spent the last couple of days just…being. And it has been wonderful. Ellie is completely in LOVE with her sweet daddy. And as much as I would like to claim heartache over being…ahem…replaced…seeing my little girl reach out for her daddy and squeal when he picks her up makes my heart grow 10 times in size.