When Sam and I were trying to decide whether to have a fourth child, I just kept imagining a darling baby girl. I really really wanted Sammie to have a little sister and I had plans to dress them alike and even bought matching outfits for both of them. We decided to have another baby because I just knew there was another little girl for our family. Well, I got pregnant and found out I was having another boy.
I cried off and on for a week. Yeah, I know. I shouldn't even admit that publicly when every child is a gift and he was healthy, etc.
Fast forward until now. Buster is 9 months old and the absolute love of my life. This little koala bear that rides around on my hip and smiles at me all day long has saved me. I'm getting emotional as I type this because obviously, Someone Else knew I needed this little boy.
I just got his pictures taken over at Foto Fly. I did start crying when the girl showed them to me. I know. It was totally embarrassing. But I think they are perfect and really capture his adorable personality. Drum roll please:
I want this torquise velvet love seat (it is from Target!):
The money shot:
I love the rolls:
Notice the dimple: