I was making dinner when Wes called me into the living room. “You’re probably going to want your camera,” he added. So I snuck in and saw this:
Are you kidding me with the cuteness? She was just sitting on him like he was a recliner, arms propped on his thighs while he brushed her hair. Obviously me wielding a large camera broke up the moment a little bit, but not enough for Stella to to crawl away.
Wes had some trouble standing up from that position, but I think we can all agree that a little discomfort is worth being able to brush your baby’s hair while she sits in your lap.