One of my BFFs (since Jr. High!) came to visit over the weekend and brought her 15 month old little boy. He was so sweet to Leyna, and kept petting her face and her arms. He’s going to be a big brother in December, so his momma’s been working hard with him on being gentle to babies (even though Leyna probably weighs as much as he does and could possibly steamroll him).
As they were playing on the floor before bed time, he leaned in and…
Only 8 months old and already kissed.
I can’t say I’m surprised. Everyone wants to hug and kiss her. If there is one thing I hope I always remember about Leyna as a baby it’s that she is always smiling (unless she’s hungry).
Her joy is truly infectious. Stern and busy business women, and grouchy old men all stopped to smile back at her today at Starbucks. Everywhere we go, people comment on 2 things about her: they always mention how happy and smiley she is… and then follow it up with how squishy and rolly she is.
I hope that even when she’s a moody, hormonal teenager she’ll still have the gift to make others stop and smile.
Leyna is 8 months 2 days old