There are a handful of pictures of my son from his early months that are absolutely adorable. They tugged at my heartstrings, and they were my favorites. I'm realizing that although they are still adorable, they don't tug at my heartstrings in the same way--new pictures take over that role, and the old ones aren't quite as attractive as they once were. It made me realize that my heart has been hardwired to this kid, and I find him most adorable at this moment in his life. (I wonder how long that will go on for...will I still find him the most adorable thing on earth when he wears a scowl and starts growing facial hair? I guess we'll find out!)
This makes sense from a survival standpoint--it's a way to make sure we take care of our offspring. But my son is just so darn cute, it's hard to imagine that anyone wouldn't find him adorable, or that any forces could be swaying my image of him!
My current favorite