It’s that little moment when a baby is about to fuss. His little bottom lip is pouty….
…but then his eyes meet mine. Realizing I am looking at him, he begins to smile.
It’s that little moment that makes my heart melt.
It’s that little moment when a baby is about to fuss. His little bottom lip is pouty….
…but then his eyes meet mine. Realizing I am looking at him, he begins to smile.
It’s that little moment that makes my heart melt.
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