Goo Goo Eyes

Last night it took a little longer to get The Boy to bed. He was tired and all, but just wouldn't settle in. I guess at nine months the world is just too interesting for closed eyes.



Where does the time go?  Here's The Boy at one day old.



I was just about to take him up to bed when he looked up at me with those goo-goo eyes that only a baby can pull off. Somewhere in between the squirms and those eyes I melted. I stared into his eyes, he stared into mine. I decided to savor the moment with my precious son.

Somewhere angels were singing and the world

was at peace . . .



Then he smiled and poked his finger in my nose.