The weirdest thing happened today.
Our dear friends welcomed their fourth child, a baby girl, into their family on Saturday. Jack and I went over to visit when they got home from the hospital. As I was walking in, Jack was my little baby. The moment I saw Laney, though, Jack became huge. All of a sudden I could see more boy in him than baby. It's a good thing I was distracted by the gorgeous new baby girl, or I might have cried.
There's nothing quite like holding a brand new baby, is there? Will I ever be able to without wanting another one of my own?