My new nephew is 18 days old today. And yes, he’s adorable.
And he’s reminding me of all the cute baby things I forgot about:
1. Feet. They’re just so small!
2. The hiccups.
3. Fingernails. I don’t know why this always gets me—is it that they’re so tiny? So like a grown-up person, only miniature? So completely formed, even at birth, that they remind me of Jeremiah 1:5: “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you…”? I don’t know, but they’re cute.
4. The spastic way he bounces his head against my collarbone as he’s snuggling in for a nap.
(4 1/2: Naps. How can someone sleeping be so sweet?)
5. Pale blue. Really, all the pastel colors. Officially, I still think a man (even a baby man) can wear pink, but he looks pretty darn cute in his little blue Pooh suit.
I also love how warm he is. . . too bad it isn’t football season!