Baby Boy

On Lincoln's seventh day of life, my friend Wendie generously took some beautiful pictures of him. She was a real patient trooper too, because someone mistakenly drank a (small) caffeinated beverage that afternoon and Lincoln would not go to sleep (the nerve of that person)! So he was awake and not loving being naked and handled constantly in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar smells and sounds.
Still, the pictures turned out beautifully. And to be honest, I love newborn photos with their eyes open. Just a little different from what you always see, yanno?

I may or may not have teared up when I saw these pictures. I blame the hormones.

Lincoln's almost a month old and, in addition to wondering where the time has gone, I'm amazed at how much he's already changed.