08 August 2007

Happiness


We all have our own idea of what makes us happy. For some it's a pair of Manolo Blahniks, for others it's doing something nice for a stranger.

For the Count it's a clean nappy, a full tummy, a convenient thumb and his snuggly blanket.

11 comments:

Jess said...

Oh he's scrumptious!

And isn't that what we all want out of life.... okay, maybe not the nappy....

Anonymous said...

Aaaah!! He's gorgeous, Velcro!! I'd choose him over a pair of Manolo's any day, clean nappy or not :)

Anonymous said...

Oh what a sweetie!

Little Miss T will quite happily sell her soul for a cuddle, which suits this proud mummy just fine. If I'm busy I put her in the Huggababy and that soothes her.

As for nappies, she never seems fazed by a full nappy and screams the place down if she is being washed. I have given birth to a right soap dodger.

Aunty Evil said...

What goes around, comes around. There will be days in our futures that we will require those things again, nappy and all!

Aunty Evil said...

He's adorable by the way!!

meggie said...

Oh! He is just gorgeous! I SO want to give him a cuddle! Thank you for sharing his sweetness.

angelfeet said...

Oh, gorgeous! And a thumb-sucker. My Jenny's one and I know it'll probably lead to orthodontic hell in later years, but she looks as lovely as your little one when she's got her thumb to keep her company.

velcro said...

thank you!

He's again snuggled up beside me on the couch, thumb in mouth, trying to catch a few zzzzs. He's such a sunny baby it's quite wonderful.

MrsT alas the Count is too heavy for my poor back and he can't go in a sling anymore. He used to hate being naked too and would scream his head off when he was being changed.

Welcome back Angelfeet, I was starting to worry about you

Stomper Girl said...

What a gorgeous little boy. And how nice that he has all he needs to make him happy.

Pam said...

Oh, I want him!

I am SO desperate for my never-to-be-achieved fourth child and, now I've given this hope up, my first grandchild - who knows when this will come along? Meantime, I ogle babies in supermarkets and may, one day, steal one. (Not really.) But he's a very beautiful specimen.

My float said...

Goodness, what a peaceful little angel. I love my son as he is, but I miss those days when I could watch him sleep like that...