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When I held him, he folded himself against me… he nestled in and got comfy in my arms.  A Snuggler. I LooOOOoove that… with a capital L.  (yeah, and extra O’s).

I snagged this cradle at the Kidz Klozet Consignment Sale for 5 bucks.  I liked it then.  Once I put this baby in it… all that like turned to love.

Snuggler slept the entire time and he never really cried.  But, every now and then, he would let out a screech like a Pterodactyl. (Gosh, that word must make for spelling bee hell.)  A sound that was definitely distinct to him as I have never heard a sound quite like it.  His parents prepared me for it, before he even did it. It was cute and hilarious all at once.

I love those dark little eyelash sprigs.  And his skin was unbelievable… not one single scratch… not one single anything.  Just pure perfection.  He was such a good, obedient little boy.  He didn’t even  have a single accident.

His signature ” Thinkin’ ” pose…

And some sweet and simple newborn-ness….

Blog post overload, I know.  I really had a hard time choosing only 6 or 7.  I can bend my own rules from time to time, right?  K, good. Here’s more.

His daddy brought one of his guitars… I love personalization like this.

Sweet, handsome, perfect little man…

To his mama: Your baby wasn’t even 2 weeks old yet, and somehow… you walked into my studio with a completely flat belly. *high five, both hands* (High ten, then.) What a stunning new mama. To his daddy: Are you sure you aren’t a photographer’s assistant on the side? I never expect anyone to help me so much and you went above and beyond on pure instinct alone.  *High ten* for you, too.  And, thanks for the laughs.  You two were so much fun to talk to and I was impressed with the comfort level of your parenting skills. *Group hug.*  It was so nice meeting you and I hope you like your preview. The rest will be finished soon!

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