Early on Sunday the 29th, my partner, Wendy, came to visit and meet Atticus before she had to teach a class. She took all of the photos in this post; she is such an amazing photographer!
My son is totally cute but he makes some god awful expressions! In this shot, I think he kinda looks like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle…
Seriously! What’s wrong with his big toe?! (It has shrunken down to a reasonable size in the last several months)
In the weeks and months after we brought Atticus home, he would stretch in a position similar to this (usually just after nursing or waking up) and we took to calling it “drunk turtle.” I don’t recall the origins of the term, but it seemed to fit nicely.
He was so very tiny!
Or is she? Dum dum DUUUUUM!!
Thank you, Wendy!!