A wave of nostalgia hit me today after I changed Angus' diaper, not sure why. It might be the embroidery that my Nanny did that hung in our nursery room. Or maybe something about the color of the room that reminds me of pictures of myself in the nursery when I was Angus' age. Or it could be the downhill stretch to two that I'm really enjoying with Angus. Either way, this image really pulls at my heart.