the time we babysat

but can we just talk about how delicious this little man is?!

last week david and I babysat our little friend Joel.

which, if I am being honest, I get a little weepy thinking our babies

are never coming out of the womb with such great black hair.

Or hair at all.

we babysat for a whole entire 3 hours,

so this was like a great big deal.

david was alone with him for an hour before I got back from work,

and that morning he was all,

"but, what if he, like, poops?"

and I: "change his diaper?"

come to find out my blessed husband has never changed a diaper,

and how could I possibly be the one to scar that experience upon him already?

and we kinda realized why people have babies,

instead of a tortoise or a dog, like us.

because, there is something charming and magical about a little baby!

except we won't tell Amber and Scooter that.