I finally feel like she knows who I am. She just kind of has that look in her eye, like she recognizes me when she sees me. It's very validating. Makes all the sleepness nights and days spent nursing feel worth it. And while it's not very nice of me, sometimes it makes me feel kind of validated that she *sometimes* these days won't let other people hold her right away. She'll just start crying, HARD, but'll stop as soon as I take her back. Then she'll let them hold her when she's used to the person. It sometimes makes things more difficult, but. . .what can I say? I can't help but feel kind of glad that she's smart enough to tell who I am and likes me best!

An early version of the smile.

Another grandpa series. Dad took these on Bob's birthday so Lilli was a week from being two months old.

She talks!