Sunday, August 5, 2012

Sunday mornings usually go a lil' somethin' like this...


When Tyce is off work and at home in the morning
(his first day being Sunday),
Lincoln runs over to our bed
to help him wake up.
And those cuddles usually turn into this...


which usually turn into this...



Time 
that is only fun
(or physically/emotionally possible)
with his Dad.

Time
that gives me the opportunity
to watch my baby and my lover,
to fall in love all over again.

3 comments:

  1. I never get sick of the "flying baby" pictures =)

    - Sarah
    agirlintransit.blogspot.com

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  2. i also love the flying baby pictures. :] brett loved that (and still does, but he's too heavy to do it more than once) and it always terrified my mom.

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  3. So sweet! Daddies do something to little boys. It's special for sure.

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