Resident Royalty...

The Chief picked up a couple paper Burger King crowns for the little girls when he stopped for lunch yesterday. The gift set off a storm of royal pretending and out came the gowns, gloves and jewels, play silks and chiffons.

Crash decided that the entourage was incomplete without Little Cub so he made a little paper (and masking tape) crown just for occasion.

As you can see from the photos, Prince Little Cub is growing way too quickly... already hammin' it up for the camera, growing a bunch of teeth, and generally making me feel like time is flying by far too fast...

This guy makes everyone in this house so happy. I shouldn't be so surprised because the same thing happens with every baby. We all fall hopelessly in love and the house regularly resounds with shouts of: "You've got to see this... he's adorable!" A baby is particularly nice for teenage types who frequently need a huge helping of unconditional love. I've noticed that on difficult days, the older children will steal the baby for longer periods of time. Babies do not nag. They do not criticize. They do not notice bad hair days or social gaffes or messy rooms.

I understand completely. A baby's love gives me comfort and confidence. Being a mother of many can be a frightening thing at times. I don't care for all this responsibility! But God knows what we need and when we need it and what will make us happy. How easy it is to trust when I engage with the goodness of a child.

"Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies."
~ Mother Teresa of Calcutta
Posted on June 15, 2011 and filed under "babies", "siblings".