She has been really alert today, so I'm finding it hard to write the 85 thank cards I need to write. Or to address my cute lil birth announcements (because if you haven't heard...she's here). Or to email my benefits coordinator about adding her to my insurance. Or to clean up and organize her nursery (which happens to be a wreck because she came a few days after my showers). Why would I want to do any of that when I could just stare at this cutie?
Her fish lips. She does it a lot. And it cracks us up...every time!
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.