Baths have become increasingly drenched affairs, but on behalf of my knees, I plan to squeeze him into his sinktop bath as long as I can.
Hello, foot. Whatcha knowin'?
I like to think I kept these fairly tasteful, but when you have a baby doing such cute stuff, you have to photograph it and maintain the evidence, just in case your son someday meets a darling girl. I think it will pay to have proof that he was once adorable and cute--and could sport a nice fuzzy faux-hawk.