Just love this. Couldn't get Abigail to sleep that day... and Poppy rocked her and held her until she was out. I am so glad he was able to have that time with great grandbabies. But gosh I miss him.
Welcome to the land of long days and short nights. Days that drag, and years that fly. Little sleep and lots of tears. But even more love and laughter. Where ice pops cure everything (almost), and kisses are given freely. Lullabies are sung out of key, and laundry never gets put away. This is my life as a mommy.
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Oh Laur
I just love this picture. Thats how we need to remember Poppy.
Thanks for putting it up.
Talk to you later
Love you,
Mommy
It's rare that men from the older generation were good with babies. Ya know? Like I've heard my grandma and my aunts say that their husbands never changed a diaper. And even know, I cant see them holding and rocking a baby to sleep. They'd hand her off to a woman to do it!
Good job Poppy! He has such a kind face.
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