At night with Lacey

At night when I go to pick Lacey up to give her the last feeding of the day I have a hard time not hugging her to death. She pulls her little limbs in turning herself into this sweet little baby ball of goodness. I end up kissing her till she arches her back in a silent request to get control of myself and stop smothering her. She is just so lovably tasty. I just had to tell you how much a love cuddle my kissable, huggable, and oh so wonderful Lacey.