I can't get enough of this chubby little one. He's chubby, huge, and the cutest thing I ever did see.
Whenever people tell me "wow, he's so big!" I kind of want to smack them in the face, even if I agree. Yes, I know, he's big tall. We aint small. He's got some good genes, what do you expect? But still, there's something about hearing people call my baby huge that makes me feel defensive. Que sera sera. Chubbiness, huge, whatever people want to call him (I still prefer tall), he's still my little baby, and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to be his mom. I'm pretty sure the words "he's just so cute" leave our mouths a hundred times or more a day, because he really is just so darn cute I almost can't handle it! Like so cute I cried the day we brought him home from the hospital.
Yep, I was that girl.
And I've only cried once since then,
but unfortunately it wasn't because of his cuteness...
Moving on.
From one chubby, yet over the top adorable, baby to all of you,
Happy 4th of July!
5 comments:
I remember feeling the same way with lily. The worst was when they'd call her fat. I would get so steaming mad. Joe can attest. I'll be the first to admit she's chubby, but I love the rolls. It's the sure sign of a healthy baby. He is just darling.
The baby is cute, but that OUTFIT! Holy crap. Stop it.
Love the tie shirt! What a patriotic little boy.
Look at his cute little tie shirt!
Wow, you look amazing! I can hardly get out of my pajamas by afternoon each day with my little two month old keeping me busy! -Cammie Clark
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