He had recently gifted me with chickenpox, from which he was recovered by the time of this photo but which I was still suffering through. Still, I was dressed in one of my princess costumes, and everyone knows that princesses don't bear grudges. Plus a princess costume makes everything better... though I do think my brother looks awfully gleeful about the whole thing here....
And this is me with my big brother's little baby for the first time yesterday:
When I'm not depriving him of chewing on my hair, which he so very much likes and thinks belongs in his hands and mouth, he's also a very gleeful and joyful little baby, just like his dad.
Days go by quickly. So my advice to anyone reading this, regardless of your age, is to play in a sprinkler, hug a baby (preferably not just a random one on the street, 'cause, ya know, that'll probably wind you up in jail), tell someone you love them, play dress up and make believe whenever you can, climb all over the furniture, let your kids destroy a velvet green couch, go barefoot, wear pink shoes, and do like a princess and never bear a grudge.
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