At 2.75 months and some good chub, Jax is not a fold-able, pose-able, sleepy newborn. Nor is he a 6 month old that can sit independently. But with the first set, his chubby cheeks and his bright eyes shining, I was smitten.
The itty bitty hockey stick is ode to Granddad who was a Trail Smoke Eaters. Nonna also made an appearance. She came to help ring bells - literally, bells - in the attempt for smiles. But nope, never happened. But baby chubbers is just as good.