Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Our little baller

Noah was playing one day and when I went to check on him, I found him in Steven's closet like this.  Love.
A perfect fit
He loves "babitball"
And later that day, Noah and I made brownies.  I think this is the first day I truly felt like I was sacrificing for my child... I had to share the beater with him!  Oh, my life is hard.  But his sweet little chocolate face makes it worth it.  :)

~ 6 September 2013 ~

1 comment:

Lori said...

Ah huh...the selflessness of parents...sharing shoes AND beaters.