Bedtime Sap...

Is there any wonder at all why most of our pictures involve bathing, bejammied or sleeping babies?

At the end of a day, I get sentimental.  Always.  Perhaps its because I realize another day has gone and these babies of ours are just gonna be older tomorrow... {tears}... Perhaps its because I replay in my head all the oops moments of the day, you know, the ones where you admonish yourself to "mom up" & do better next time.  Perhaps its because they smell of Johnson's baby products, and that smell, oh, that smell will do something to your heart... There must be scientific proof of that somewhere.

Or perhaps its because they have jammies like these.  

That just hug and bunch in the perfect spots and the little fleshy man legs beneath them look so flawlessly toddler-esque all tied with a bow in the form of a cheeky little message.  And every night I  turn into a bowl full of mush despite the mad dash to brush & read & pray & clean up all so I can prep to do it all over again.  

And don't even get me started about how this all gets taken to the next level when they choose to accessorize with their little man boots... or a Superman Cape...

Holy Moly...  I am a bedtime sap.

Sappy n' Happy.  Just how I like it.