When I married my husband (well, technically, when I started dating him :), I gave up flirting with boys.
Poor Michael. I’ve got a new man in my life now and I just can’t help but flirt my heart out with him!
I smile and bat my eyes at Gabriel. I hug and kiss him all the time. I let him hold my hand whenever he wants. I ask him the same silly questions five times in a row in increasing octaves. I laugh when he farts.
Of course, my husband completely understands. After work, the man wants to do nothing but kiss and hold Gabriel until it’s time for bed!
Who wouldn’t flirt with THIS?!
By the way, how do you like our attempt at DIY Christmas-themed baby portraits? You should see the hysterically awful pictures we tried to do in a well-intentioned but horrifically-executed “baby couture” style…