Colton.

We spent 16 hours visiting my brother, sister-in-law, and the newest member of their (and our) family. It was a last minute decision, but the 3.5 hour drive was well worth it.

I am a crier. I always have been and I suspect I always will be. I am most easily reduced to tears when I am feeling particularly happy, love-full, and/or proud. It came as no surprise that I met my nephew with salty discharge impairing my vision.

I was struck by how tiny Colton was as I approached him. His general size was really all I could make out due to lack of visibility, but it seemed shocking none-the-less. I was eventually able to make out the features of his tiny face -- he is cute! So very very sweet.

I snapped a few photos (who could resist) and enjoyed his perfect babyness. The way he smelled. His perfect little pouty lips. His tiny squeaks. And his post swaddle stretch. And his unbelievably soft skin. Mmmmmm, I love babies.