I just couldn't get over his hands. All wrinkly from a nine month tub. I pictured stuffed animals, mittens, school bags, cookies, girlfriends (in a gentle loving way), axes (y'know for cutting wood), snow...all things that will be held in those hands.
Some of these photos aren't great, but some show the spots on his nose and the true red of his hair and the newest freshest love of parents and a tired momma, who gave birth three days ago in a quick 4 pushes without any meds. She is beautiful. He is beautiful. And so is he:
We will watch you grow. We will help you grow. We will grow with you.