I miss the little screw on wrists, and slobbery mouths. The cheeks. Look at those pudga wudga hands. Look at those little piggies! I bought that outfit a couple of years before Riley was born. Had to have it when I saw it. Knew I'd have a girl.
The picture of Seth was part of an antiquey package; a surprise for Father's day. HT loves the Kenny Rogers song, The Greatest. A baseball was the perfect prop.
When our kids were tiny, HT would get offended if he was out in public with them and no one commented on the cuteness. He'd come into the house, miffed, muttering, "What is wrong with people!?"
I like that about him.