Greta tells me that she feels a bit guilty about our "no telephone calls" edict now. So feel free to call us if you want to.
I should warn you that we can't guarantee we'll actually pick up, especially if Seamie is sleeping. We feel the love coming through, though, even if we don't talk to you.
(Photo by nanapow)
5 comments:
Hee hee hee. Teri and I have stopped blithering and are now giggling! Sooo .... feeling a bit lonesome and neglected there in your silent apartment, are ya? Watch out, that receiver is gonna be leapng off the hook. But as your mother, I plan to sit here in the dark until you have time to call me, call me my love, call me.....
PS: watch out, I want to nibble on them tiny toes!
Awwww....he's so cute! I am traveling tomorrow and Monday, but will try to call!
I just want to talk to Seamus!
as much as my hands want to grab that phone and dial, i will allow family first... but i won't tomorrow!
-ev
Yes - them feet is sweet. I love the invitation for calls. and - I am finding the updates and responses entirely collective = as if we are all standing outside the door of the nearby hut in a circle - listening and tenderly waiting. I sort of like the waiting. And must say - the breast feeding deal - yes, I recall tears and frantic calls to La Leche wondering if I would ever get it right. I did. And so is Grets. Birth stories, breastfeeding stories - they unite us woman folk. Sending you hugs and more hugs, bizzer
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