When Aurelia was about 3 months old, she started to smile. No longer was she a newborn. Suddenly, she had a personality, and our former cranky old grandpa blossomed seemingly overnight into an adorable, sweet, smiley little girl.
Obviously, the second I found out I was having a girl, I prepared to get my Carole Middleton on. Exhibit A: above.
I am proud to announce that our daughter was a literate genius at the tender age of 8 weeks, reading Stephen King’s On Writing with visible interest.
Interest in the weird outfits the Big Lady put her in? Not so much.
I know I am hugely biased, but I think she’s the most edible baby on planet earth, period, full stop, end of story. Grandpa agrees.
See also: chunkiest thighs, cutest smile, best hair.