Originally, I wanted to take a set of photos of B that would compliment this shoot of J at seven weeks.
Yeah.
Wasn't getting much cuter.
I gave up after this point and went for a still-complimentary, but not identical set-up.
Like any good second born, B was going to have things her own way.
Naked, please.
I'm a little obsessed with her crazy outie belly button.
And just for good measure, here's some more of my girl:
The cheeks!
Oh, this girl. We're crazy about her.
