Baby E was being a loud butt the other night, Mr MB being on his phone I took it upon myself to scoop him up and take him into the bedroom so that Mr MB could finish his phone call.
We're sitting on the bed, playing around, E was beating on a plastic shoe tote.
Smiling like he always does.
The he kinda looks up, still beating and still smiling.
He sits and looks for a few and then I see his eyes scan up. Kinda like he's watching someone get up or stand up right.
Still smiling
And he waves his little hand.
I melted right then, smile came across my face and my first thought was my Mama MB.
