My daughter, Celeste, at 2 months old, wrapped in a blanket passed down to her from her Great Grandmother.
It's hard to believe she's 2 months old already.
She smiles now and it will absolutely break your heart if you see it. Every morning on the days where I'm either lucky enough to work from home or manage to put off going into work until she wakes up I hear her stirring in bed and I watch her waiting for her eyes to open. As soon as they do I say to her, "Good morning, Punkin! Where are my morning smiles?". On queue, she gives me the biggest smile you've ever seen.
