Amidst the tone of morbidity in my last post, I promised you sweet snuggly babies and roly-poly canine cuteness. So like Naked Eyes sang, “Peromisses. Promisezz“, and I shall deliver. (Don’t you just love that song from the 80’s?)

A bit of a precursor – these pictures of Beau and Theo below are now somewhat famous on the internet. My apologies for being totally lame and too mainstream if you’ve seen them. But some content deserves a playback (especially when it lands a mommy blogger a book deal). Anyhow, don’t these photos melt your insides (like Starbucks cinnamon cider)?

So, so, so damn cute. The very last pic is my favorite because Milo sleeps in this same position, with his hinie in the air.

I’ll relish my sleep tonight because in a couple more years, I know he’ll be up at the buttcrack of dawn to open presents.

What can I say? Tomorrow is Xmas, so snap lots of pics of those little ones, but remember the best moments are when you put the camera down and drink it all in. With your naked mom eyes.

On and on, we laughed like kids at all the silly things we did.

Falalala.

Promises. Promises.

Those little moments are magic, hold on to them.

Wishing you joy and sparks and the best “Chwismuss” yet.