My little friend

Sometimes since I spend so much time with Boston I forget that she is my baby and I start to think of her as my friend. Don't get me wrong she makes a great little best friend but I need to remember she is my baby. We take naps together, we bathe together, we play together, we eat together... You get the point... We do everything together. The only time we are apart is when I'm at work and half the time I take her with me. Last night I was getting a bit irritated with her when she was crawling all over me and pulling my hair, and I thought to myself that none of my other friends crawl all over me and pull my hair (or paint my face when I'm asleep). After the twenty minutes of being a little annoyed at my friend I had to remind myself that I also didn't give birth to any of my other friends and none of them rely on me for everything in their lives. Tonight I am working on a list of the kind of mom I want to be to my little friend.

XO:
Ashlynn