a.k.a. bath time. She is pretty indifferent about taking baths, but she loves any excuse to don her birthday suit.
For the record, I wasn’t going for “artistic”–just trying to hit the little camera button without her slipping out of my arms. Maybe I’ll wash the toothpaste spittle off the mirror before our next photo session.
I love her little brown fat rolls. I love her hemangiomas (strawberries :), the most common tumors of infancy, little benign heaps of blood vessels that normally go away by age five). And I love the way she can now wrap her arms around me like in the first picture.