Some people have said that this sweet baby could not have a bad photo. He is the definition of fat and happy, and I could just eat him up.
For the record, this little guy did not like me very much when he was about 10 days old. He is sleeping because I wore him out crying. If he could talk, he would have said, “Mommy, get the lady with the bright light out of my face, please.”
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