My parents came to spend a couple of days last week. I had fed and changed Michael and gave him to my dad to hold and play with while I did some laundry. I put in a load and was coming back upstairs when I could hear him crying and fussing. Dad gave him back to me and said he could not figure out what was wrong with him. As soon as I picked him up he stopped crying and fell asleep on my chest. Nothing wrong with him other than he is a mama's boy. I love it. Now he has put himself to sleep in the swing watching the mobile. Hopefully, he will sleep all during church like he did last week.
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