The little swinger
Wobble’s first time on a swing, people! He wasn’t sure at first, but then he LOVED it. I got pretty choked up when I first saw this photo — his chunky little legs, his tiny socks, his new shoes, his hands holding on, his little face– so much glee, so much happiness. I don’t want this little person to ever feel hurt or ridicule, to ever be scared or lonely. And I know he will feel all sorts of emotions in his life, but my god, my urge to protect him is overwhelming.
I’m so lucky I get to be his auntie.
[photo by his mummy]
Yes you are, he is such a cutie pie!!! Love the pictures!
i so crush on my nieces and nephews all the time. i so get this feeling.
So adorable! He belongs on a calendar.
love the look on his face as he discovers this joy.
xo
Karen D
i have two italian nephews so i know exactly how you feel! i love them so much and want to protect them but i know they need to experience life as it happens in order to truly grow.
Such a great photo. Happy happy boy. I am 38 and I still remember being in my “Jimmy Jumper” pure joy. Thank you for posting it. xo
I know I am blessed to be a mama, but I’ve also been wishing I could be an auntie. I miss the baby times. They go by WAY too fast. Little shoes, little hands, I love it all so much! Just wait until he starts his toddler-talk…it is wonderful!
You almost made me cry with these words. That’s exactly how I feel. Being a mama is so intense.
i truly can’t believe he’s big enough to ride in a swing. how did this happen? i love all of these guest postings and your musings on 38. love love love…