You Live. You Learn.

 Last week E and I were running errands and made a quick stop at this handsome guy’s house. 

  Knowing that it would only take a moment, I told E to hold tight in the car while I quickly stepped inside, received some of the best smiles ever, and then headed back to the car.

 

I had my keys in hand, E was fully restrained in her car seat, and the car never left my sight.  So why was leaving her in there for all of 90 seconds one of the worst choices I made that day?  

(I've never seen a baby SO determined to find his thumb. 

I adore how he wraps his tiny fingers around his little nose.  Love it!)

 

Answer:  Because of the thirty minutes that followed after we backed out of the driveway and headed home.  ALL the way home, E sobbed a genuine sob and repeated, “I’m soooo sad.  I wanted to see Baby K.  Why didn’t you let me see Baby K?  I miss him soooo much.  But I like Baby K.  I’m soooo sad.”  And on and on and on it went until we arrived home. 

Then, with a sad and broken heart, E curled up on the couch and cried, a crushed and forlorn type of cry.

 

Lesson learned…never deprive my princess of a glimpse of a baby ever again... especially if the baby is as adorable as this...