...is one month old?
...is on the verge of smiling? (that one was accidental)
...already weighs 9 pounds, 13 ounces?
...is breaking free from the hospital today?
...is contemplating wearing makeup for the first time in days? (oh, wait...that's Mama)
Yeah, Brooklyn! I love you, sweetie! And I can't wait to take you home to your Daddy, big brothers, and big sister. They sure have missed you.
Perfect timing, too. Now I don't have to buy a big bow to hide that awful IV!