Reminded my sweet boy Tom today that he's still my little guy by scooping him up and carrying him around like a baby while he squirmed and protested. He's getting so big and heavy but I'll never stop. It's our little tradition. 😉 Then he 'got me back' by trying to sneak a peek down my top when I bent over... the little pervert is getting bolder! Gotta love that competitive spirit. Soon he'll be strong enough to pick me up and carry me to bed... and who knows what kind of 'prank' he'd try to pull then. A mama can dream... and get very, very wet thinking about it. 🤫💦