The Cutest Thing...

Noah did the most cutest thing in the world this morning.

I was trying to wake him up and was poking his tiny little buddha belly. Poking him all over like he was a hot little steaming red bean bun. I could tell that he was awake because he was smiling.

But he wouldn't open his eyes. So I kept poking.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

It was so cute because he was pretending to be asleep--as though he didn't want the poking to end.

And he just laid there rolling around with the slightest smile on his face basking in all the pokey fun while squeezing his eyes shut.

There are days when I want to wrap Noah up in a tortilla and put him back inside my belly so I don't have to share him with the rest of the world.

I love Noah.