But now she's a big 14-month-old who hardly sleeps. OK, that's not entirely true. She's actually a pretty good napper, BUT we don't bother trying to get pictures of her sleeping anymore.
Until this afternoon.
For the first time in a long time, she fell asleep on the way home from Gramma Kate's. I opened the windows when we got home so that we could both savor the breeze blowing outside, and I settled in on the couch to get some work done. But then I looked at my baby (or toddler, if you want to really get into semantics) sleeping in the carrier that she's almost too tall for, and I grabbed the camera.
Her hands are just too perfect.
Her toes are just too kissable.
Her cheeks are just too soft.
Her lashes are just too long.
And these moments are just too fleeting.
But I could never love her too much.
Great photos! And I know the feeling all too well...
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