It’s one of those tough, exhausted pregnant days, so Baby Flynn and I have been playing Sesame Street games on my laptop while I rest.
In one game, the moon goes to sleep and snores.
While we talk about it, he lays his head on my chest and fully pretends to be asleep, complete with fake snoring.
It’s adorable, and I just love my little dude’s imagination.
Hearing giant giggles and laughter that dissolves into hiccups, followed by more laughter.
Seeing my son play catch with my husband for the first time, the cause of all of the laughter.
So much delight and love in such a small game makes my heart melt.