tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386339698166187133.post3670553362696556206..comments2023-10-06T07:29:12.220-04:00Comments on The Dawning of January: Squish, Squish! MMMMM Delish!January Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16539860749434822861noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386339698166187133.post-38700415390930915542011-03-11T00:27:23.451-05:002011-03-11T00:27:23.451-05:00Thank you Sarah. Very well said. You'll alwa...Thank you Sarah. Very well said. You'll always be our babies :)Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08028376415575795815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386339698166187133.post-25342066615672914012011-03-03T06:21:29.739-05:002011-03-03T06:21:29.739-05:00Yeah, Ellen's right Jan - my mom still says th...Yeah, Ellen's right Jan - my mom still says the same ol kissy, squishy stuff that I'm sure she gushed when I was 2. Becoming a parent is weird that way - you instantly understand that someone else loves you that much, and in that way...my mom became a different person to me when Olive was born.Sarah Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17037728482403461758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3386339698166187133.post-79991359352423874032011-03-02T23:07:32.574-05:002011-03-02T23:07:32.574-05:00GG - I used to think the same thing when you were ...GG - I used to think the same thing when you were a baby. Now I relive it with my grandsons. I still don't think you're too old be loved, kissed and squished by your mama. XOXOXEllenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08028376415575795815noreply@blogger.com