Of course we counted his fingers and toes...10 of each. But we also marveled at how long his fingers were, how big his new hands were, and how his feet barely fit into the newborn jammies.
The hands?
Like his mom and Grampa Phil's.
The feet?
Like his daddy...size 11 at 11 years old.
Who is this little person going to be?
One of our first car rides. The car seat? Not my favorite thing to do to him. I usually have him in a sling, only using the car seat for car rides. |
He still won't really take a pacifier, much prefering his own fingers or his papa's pinky. |
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