Reunited

Oh how we love our sweet muffin! The past week has been extra-special with him because Patrick Sr. and I just got back from Maroma Beach, Mexico. I really don't think Baby P even knew we were gone because he was ALL ABOUT his Mimi who "Mimisat" him. And let me just tell you that you, too, would want to be "Mimisat" because she is just that good. At everything.

We came home to an impeccable house, the most scrumptious dinner and a perfectly content baby...well, that is until he saw us! I guess his bubble burst when he realized that we had been gone for a week. Either that or the fact that dinnertime was looming and he was one hungry baby boy. Nonetheless, it was a little slice of heaven to be reunited with our little bambino who, by the way, learned a few new tricks while we were gone: can high 5, says "dada" and CUT HIS FIRST TOOTH (on his 7 month birthday, thank you very much!)

And thanks to mi madre for keeping our tiniest treasure happy, safe and well-loved while we were gone. Thanks to her, "we" (okay...ME) were able to relax and enjoy each other and our best friends as they got married.

To my Mommy...

From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you. Our lives are better because you are in them. Our baby is blessed to have you as his Mimi. And I am the luckiest daughter on earth. Period.