I have the happiest baby on the planet.
She laughed for the first time today. Good, hearty, belly laughs. Over and over and over. I melted.
So why is it that as soon as I try to get her to model my latest Etsy item, she falls apart?
You'd think I was hurting the kid.
It takes Daddy's intervention to calm her down.
Look at those eyes. She may never trust me again.
Especially not when she finds out that I still get the pictures I need while she's asleep. (shhhh!)
Like this hat? You can buy it and save poor Kayleigh from her misery. She'll thank you.