It's not that I'm unmaternal. I guess. I hope. We'll see. Is it the sort of thing one can know about beforehand?
So I've been, er, practicing.
(That's Eric's hand, by the way.)
I thought long and hard about something clever and snarky to say to end this post with, but I melt every time I look at these. I just want to try them on. On Tiny, that is. Mostly because I want to know if they fit, or if I'm lousy at this from the get-go. Oh, well. Guess I'll just admit that these are adorable and leave it at that.
