Tonight.

Be My Baby
The Ronettes

♬ I’ll make you happy, baby, just wait and see. For every kiss you give me, I’ll give you three. So won’t you please be my, be my baby. Be my little baby. ♬

The husband and I have taken to going out for quick dates while Corwin’s asleep with the nanny watching over him. It physically hurt me to leave him the first time, but it’s become a bit more bearable. I do my best not to call often to check up on them. Anyway, they always play this song at our favorite hangout these days, and it’s stuck in my head tonight. It makes me want to order a milkshake with two straws.

(Source: fortunesonastring)

#afternoons

He loves his late afternoon strolls.

I am not depressed. I just like sad bastard music.

(Edit: I didn’t realize this would seem ominous without a caption. Hee. Why We Broke Up is a Young Adult book written by Daniel Handler, aka Lemony Snicket. It’s cute, and I’ve been wanting to read this for some time now. The husband bought this for me today.)

Shelter
Ray LaMontagne

♬ Listen, when all of this around us will fall over, I tell you what we’re gonna do. You will shelter me, my love, and I will shelter you. I will shelter you. ♬

I made a list of songs for your first dance awhile back, and this was in it. Shelter is a word that I respond viscerally to, much like solace and home. It’s about a sense of belonging like no other, a love that gathers you and keeps you safe and close.

My favorite part of the day is when he stops in the middle of feeding, leans back and looks at me intently, and softly, earnestly coos with as much love as his little body can muster.

How to Disappear Completely
Radiohead

♬ Strobe lights and blown speakers. Fireworks and hurricanes. I’m not here. This isn’t happening. ♬

My son is getting baptized in an hour. He obviously cannot contain his excitement.