I struggle to see a future were I love a child more than this sleepy little dream twitcher in my arms. Purdey you d’bes.
Hans Dieter Schaal, Path Crossing a Tiled Platform that is Penetrated by Rocks, 1970s via betonbabetumblr
My baby girl is sleeping in my arms. I can feel the happy leaking out of her and I’m soaking it up like a greedy lil’bich.