Why can't you be more like this......
and less like this...
...? I could sure get a lot more done.
I love you immensely, but I can't go through life with you constantly in my arms. At least you're starting to give me some sweet little smiles. And we are getting some quality bonding time. My arms are just getting a bit sore, and my children/house/husband/calling/preschool are all getting a bit neglected. So cheer up, little ladybug! Life here isn't that bad...
Love,
Mom
