I'm a Love Hog. I was holding Pop-pops the other day on the bus. He felt so good and sturdy and squirm-cuddly...but all's I could think of was how I wanted my other son with me, too. I could feel the tears a comin' so I just let them....the bus driver was watching, I could feel it as i turned my face to the window....a bus filled with prisoners kept time with us for a while and
more tears came for All the institutionalized young men. I'm such a scrambled existentialist, aren't I? In Happier sprawl sleeping news - Pop-pops sleeps in his crib now! This was one night when he got fussy so Happy was happy to climb on in to comfort him. She fell fast asleep. Oh how I love my babies so.