Who Would Have Thought?
Have any of you who have children ever looked at them and wondered just HOW the heck something as beautiful as them could come from someone as homely and flawed as yourself? Sure you have. ( at least while they are still little :LOL: ) And when other people “Oooh!” and “Aaah!” and compliment your child, it only heightens the surreal feeling that this can’t possibly really be your child, they MUST be some kind of faery changling.
I swear I ask myself that question every day. More so since I had Donovan. I mean, Gregory is a beautiful kid, but he is SUCH a “manly-man” kind of boy. Very rugged looking, cut face, muscular body (even at 9!), deep, husky voice. Donovan is…well… for lack of a better word… PRETTY. Truly, disgustingly, awe-inspiringly pretty. OK, like I said, I am prejudiced, obviously, but I just can never get over his face, and the fact that two people SO mis-matched and messed up could have created someone so utterly perfect I almost cry every time I look at him. Maybe that’s the reason I have gone on for SO long with this dead relationship. Because there HAS to be something good there if something so wonderful came out of it, right? Yeah, I know…NOT. I am learning that. Very slowly. I am extremely stubborn. Or maybe it’s just hard-headed.
So, anyway, I know all of you are just sick to death of cam pictures, but I got a few GREAT ones of the baby, and since the cam went back home with its owner yesterday, I HAD to share the last few pictures I took. There are more, of course, but these are the best. :nyah:
What a cutie pie
I’m the man!
Mom never knew my face could stretch like this!
My big brother is SO weird.
Chicken dance!
