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I’ve been getting a whole lotta THIS expression lately:

Which can only mean one thing. Word has gotten around… babies all over town have been practicing this expression because they know it’s my favorite. Why wouldn’t it be? When they tuck their little lips in… it does wonders for cheek chub.

Next, you’re going to notice her beautiful eyes. There’s no way around it, so lets just get it over with:

Whoa.  She can mesmerize with those eyes. They’re mesmer-eyes.

But, do me a favor for a sec. Scroll back up and please DO appreciate her perfect pout of a mouth.  Then, swoon… if you must.  I am a full-time swooner. It’s fun.

I love little prominent eyebrows on babies and I’m coo-coo for rosy cheeks. If you frequent my blog, I apologize for the redundancy of these facts.

Oh, and let’s not forget eye contact.  Miss Mesmer-eyes is a master at it:

Hello, little sugar pile:

Her mama requested this next shot because HER mother has this shot of her and all her siblings from when they were babies.  It’s proof that this is a timeless look.  I was thrilled because it’s always a favorite of mine.

Then, THIS happened and I nearly fell over:

Let’s end with a sibling shot.  Because I didn’t know one photo could hold so much beauty.

Again, with the eye contact.  The cuteness meter is overheating over here.

To their parents: No doubt about it, you make beautiful babies!  It seems like yesterday I was photographing big sister as a baby… and now she’s toddler-going-on-sixteen.  You have so much to be proud of and I was thrilled to meet and photograph your newest doll. What a gem!  My camera loves her face and I love seeing her on my computer screen as I work on the rest of your images.   I hope you like this preview- the rest will be finished soon.

She’s tiny. She’s beautiful. She’s a dollop.

A dollop of dainty.

All wrapped up and tucked in… with those nice, long fingers on display:

Just when I thought my heart couldn’t melt any more… she let out some sleep squeaks. Sleep squeaks of the newborn variety.  That’s a spoonful of swoon.

With a little smirk for good measure:

At one point, she needed some settling, so I held her and let the baby therapy soak in.  (<– The best part of my job, right there.)

And some things that go unnoticed, deserve to be noticed.  Like these long strands of baby-fine hair:

And, here, I’m going to break one of the biggest rules of newborn photography, which is to never “shoot up the nose”.  But, I happen to think this is a very sweet perspective when the angle is this extreme.

An added bonus?  She smiled.  That’s proof that she agreed.

Did you notice her blonde highlights in the back?  So sweet.

Blonde lashes and full lips… she’s such a beautiful dollop.

I love when newborn hands rest on newborn bellies.

And I really, REALLY love… sibling smooches.

That photo tuggedy tugs at my heartstrings.  Seeing the little boy I have photographed as a baby, take on the role of big brother with flawless precision…. just beautiful.

To their parents: You two should walk a little taller and whenever someone points and gawks at the extreme cuteness of your kids, just say, “Yeah, we made them.”  Good job, you two! I enjoyed every second of snuggling and photographing your sweet dollop of dainty.   Your family is way too precious.

If you put a suitcase on the floor, any toddler will sit on it.  But a toddler girl will pull that shoulder up just a tad and pose for you.  And she shall be clothed in ruffles.

And a toddler girl… in all her adorable-ness… will try to lift that suitcase. All the while making it look completely darling.

Much like these ruffly leggings that her mama made.  Completely darling.

I love how toddlers never hold still.  (No, really! I do.)  Even when they are sitting, their little feet are turning and bending.

Toddler girls LOVE to love.  Of course they do! They are naturally maternal… so precious.  Look at this… true bunny love, right here:

If your mama makes you a beautiful spinning skirt and your photographer turns on some good music… and if you’re a toddler girl… you’ll twirl.

And of course… if you’re a toddler girl, you’ll have a lot to say…

I interrupt this toddler girl program to show you an adorable toddler boy.  The little brother.  With his face so precious:

I want to hold his face in my hands and just stare at him.  (and no, that’s not creepy. Not if you’re ME.)

And how do you end a blog post about a darling toddler girl?  With a whole lotta ruffles. That’s how.

To their mama:  I adore you and your kids to the moon and back.  I am so glad you decided to bring your babies into my studio a couple of years ago. There are some people I have met that I can’t imagine never having met.  Does that make sense?  (I’ve been buried in taxes the last two days… I’m allowed to not make sense.  And you’re cool enough not to judge.)  You’re a great mom and your beautiful, well-behaved toddlers are proof of that.  I hope you like your preview.  Thanks for your patience while I did my taxes… the rest will be finished soon!

One look at this face and I did my Swoon Dance all the way across the room.

Yes. Swoon across the room. You should try it.  It’s good for the heartstrings.

And she’s just as beautiful when she’s sleeping. I’m glad she took a snooze so we could prove that fact:

Squishy, rosy-round cheeks and mega-long lashes beneath a perfect set of eyebrows… such a beauty of a baby.

And a photo that makes me go “eek!”….

These lashes demanded a close-up.  This photo makes me want to lean and take a deep inhale of baby shampoo-ish-ness.

Two-and-a-half months old. I love baby people.

She was so well-behaved during her session… a real joy to be around and an even bigger joy to photograph.  I love her expressions.. such a doll.

To her mama: I just love you!  I had a blast during your session… I’m still laughing over your re-enactment of your baby being born. Priceless!  (Sorry you had to miss it, people.  It was a hoot.) I wish you lived closer, but I feel blessed to have had your baby in front of my camera! Congrats on your beautiful baby girl.

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