love.

I'm obsessed with my baby. No really. I think I may have a problem. For instance: I have a mountain of laundry to do and packing so we can go up north for the weekend, but what have I been doing all morning.....sitting on the floor playing with the babe. So now that I had to put him down for a nap I should get something done, but what am I doing? I am blogging about the little guy of course.