Love her face.
It got me thinking. I hope that A and I will be the parents that make our children make these faces. I certainly used to be this little girl with my own parents.
I clearly remember one time when I was about 13 or so, and I walked into the kitchen where my parents were kissing and giggling and I immediately said, "Ew. Get a room!" (as you do when you are 13 and know better than anyone...)
Without a second thought, my dad turned and looked at me and said, "Get a room? This is our room. Every room in this house is our room. Because we are the parents, and we own this house. You get a room."
Nicely said daddy-o.
Regardless of the gross out factor, there was never a doubt in my mind that my parents loved each other and that came from their open affection with one another, and with us. I feel so lucky now to have had such easy going and easily loving parents.
They lavished us with love and attention and I probably took it for granted until I found out other parents weren't always the same. So thanks mom and dad for not lacking in the "I love yous" or the kisses and hugs or in the couch cuddling...which I may or may not still do with my mom at the ripe old age of 26.
20 weeks and 4 days along
...and I can't wait to gross out our kid with our love for each other and for them <3