Sorry for the minor cleavage shot, but OMG, can you see his little hand there? I start him off positioned higher, but he always manages to scootch himself down so that his nose is nestled right into my cleavage, and he can grasp onto my shirt with one little tiny hand. No matter how hard he’s crying, he’s always instantly settled if I clasp him close to me.
BABIES. I can’t even, you guys.