oh Roo, we are up late tonight, as you have fallen sickly like brother.
we are watching wedding shows while you pitter around. you go from mummas milk bottle, to the bottle of water, to playing with my toes, to playing with your Kangas, back and forth and back again. you are sweet and cuddly, just not ready for bed.
i wanted to take this moment to tell you i cherish these nights.
i havent even pumped yet and its 1am.
itll be an early morning in a few hours, and i know ill have to somehow survive off of the coffee daddy makes me in the morning (what a sweet fella getting my days started everyday).
but its all worth it. i love this. i am excited for the nights we stay up late watching wedding shows in prepareation for Daddy and Mumma's Love Party next year, and then for when its time for your wedding.
i love you, and i will forever be excited for any night i get special girl time to bond and cuddle and laugh.
but eventually, i do hope one thing changes...it will be a welcomed change when you stop trying to eat my toes :)
i love you, Roo.