I have totally become that person. When a tiny baby is around, the one that can’t stop staring. And taking pictures. That needs to know where those squeezable cheeks and toes and legs are at all times. That will push her dad out of the way to get to him first.
But this isn’t just any tiny person. This is the show-stopping creation of my favorite older sister and brother-in-law.
The tiny person that has Peter’s cheeks and Heather’s dimples.