For Sunday, February 7, 2010
When Talon is sleeping in my arms, I love to just watch him. I enjoy just gazing at him and knowing he is mine. Safe and secure, in my arms at that moment. Nothing else matters. I tend to "look him over" real well too. I exam his little eyelashes, his nose and ears. I look at his hands and tiny fingers. He has grown so much in the [almost] 17 months he has been on this earth, yet he is still so very small.
Today's picture is of his tiny little hand...
Day thirty-eight:
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