I’ve been babysitting my nephew Elijah quite frequently over the last few weeks. He’s adorable. I mean adorable in a way that makes me almost serious when I tell my sister I’m going to steal him. The only thing that stops me is the thought of staying in a state penitentiary after I’m caught.
Maybe it’s my maternal side kicking in, but I catch myself actually starring at him from time to time. I feel like he’s going to catch me one day and say “quit it creep,” in baby language. My favorite is when he’s ready to take his nap and he comes up to me and lays his head on the couch, signaling for me to lay him down.
Meeuh 