Five weeks:
Look at those wrinkly little arms and cutey-patootey clenched fists! And how did I miss the hint of that dimple back then??? (And for the dimple record ['cause there is one, of course], approximately six strangers have now taken unprompted notice).
She was eating her pillow back then, too. Naturally. And look at all that long, dark hair (that she lost as soon as she started thrashing in the crib). And those big toes trying to push her little body up. Precious. And squishy. Squishy/precious. Squecious.
And now...25 Weeks:
Those happy eyes. Those feet-grabbing hands. That sideways tongue.
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