I’ve been deemed “the best auntie in the world”, which I won’t argue against. But really, it’s only because whenever Sawyer sees me, a sweet little grin crawls across his face. I’m his “bestie” and his “favorite” and quite frankly, he is mine. At least until I have one of my own just like him.
what a cutie! Isn’t being an auntie the bestest?
Um…please look at his hands. He went to the doctor today, and is over 19 pounds. Like a Thanksgiving Turkey. You really are his favorite. I think you are what he’s smiling at in his sleep. 🙂