Last weekend one of my single mom friends dropped her sweetest, little baby off for a few hours so she could get some well-earned girl’s time.
John Bear came over to help. And while he’s mastered the ages of three and four, clearly two months is not yet in his repertoire.
We’ll be borrowing Baby M more often between now and the time the Baby Bears arrive (not anytime soon)–we’ve got to break this Papa Bear in.
- Where did my baby go?
- Gone Baby, Gone
- One side effect of being a dating single mama…my baby is trying to make out with me.
- Rockabye Baby…I want to kill the Barnes & Noble lady.
- Santa, Baby