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Nothing Smells Better Than a Newborns Head....
Anyone who has ever held a baby knows what I'm talking about. That little round head, resting on your chest. Inches below your nose.

How can you not just get in there and smell it.

And for a boy this handsome, it's hard not to just walk around with your nose buried in his hair, ear and neck.



I don't know how his mommy will get anything done.

I know what you're saying. "Hey! Wait a second. That nose and chin looks familiar!"



Yep! It's my friend Amy! You know, my amazing friend who beat breast cancer? The one who had dreams about waxing her eyebrows and I laughed at her?




Well, she and her husband just adopted the adorable, Mr. J. I've known about this adoption since October, but due to the sensitive nature of adoption, I promised to keep it secret until Mr. J. arrived.


He's here now.
And he is beautiful.

Now I have even more reasons to go up and visit my friend


like I needed an excuse.
(Perhaps photography should be that excuse, because clearly, I'm no good at baby-swinging-in-their-swing-action-shots.)