As Anson's mom I know something you don't: he's often the cutest, most smiley & relaxed just before he hoses us with spit-up. Yesterday afternoon we were hanging out, he was smirking and grinning up at me, making happy "coo" noises. I snapped a few pictures:
Smirk
Double-chin-breast-milk-full baby
Smiles
Promptly after taking this last picture, I was surprised by a spit-up geyser that successfully drenched Anson's clothes, spit-rag, my shorts, and the chair I was sitting in. Anybody want a chair?
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