Rough afternoon

I’m babysitting the most placid 16 month old on the planet.  He’s snuggled on my lap with a toy in each hand and staring up at me with his serious brown eyes with sinfully long dark lashes.

If I were his mother, I’d be frustrated that I can’t get anything done. 

But since I’m the babysitter, I’ll just get caught up on blog reading.

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