Sometimes, when we are at the end of our tether, when we are exhausted from the unrelenting imperative to look after the every need of two small beings and feeling rather sorry for ourselves and wishing we had grandparents who could pop over and help out now and then - such as this week where we’ve caught a bog load of illness (first S with gastro, then me with gastro and a woozy cold, then arlo with the gastro and then tonsillitis - yes, it’s been a bloody awful week) - huey, who has miraculously remained unscathed thus far, bestows upon us a goofy grin of such delight, whilst surrounded by his halo of happy hair, that it doth break through our miserable fug and restoreth us to greener pastures and whatnot.
OH.MY.GOD… he’s just so squishable. Hard to be unhappy about life with that face looking at ya!
Comment by TheMuriels — July 8, 2008 @ 12:57 am
that face would brighten anyone’s day. i’d love to get a dose again soon!
Comment by J-Le — July 8, 2008 @ 11:48 am
ok ,that’s enough Huey, you are WAY too cute….stop it!!
Comment by M — July 8, 2008 @ 8:30 pm
Huey, I hope they haven’t taken a curling iron to your beautiful locks!!
Comment by kate — July 9, 2008 @ 9:12 pm
Like an angel… Sorry about all the illness!!
Comment by Erin — July 10, 2008 @ 5:45 pm