I met Zoey on Saturday and despite the fact that she decided to time her developmental milestone of wailing in the car with my visit, I'm smitten.
She likes polka dots, sleepers with apples and pears on them, she loves her mama, and her dad too. I love her chubby cheeks and her long wrinkly fingers.
She has long eyelashes like her mum, red hair like her dad, and a good set of lungs like her aunt :) And as of today, she will be the hippest baby on the block with her dark jeggings (that she can pair with a pair of R2D2 slippers that she already had).
I dare you to not want to pinch those cheeks (not mine).