How Times Have Changed! (and cheeks)

I ran across this photo recently, and laughed out loud.

That face.
That hair.
Those cheeks!

The too-small sleeper, the strained diaper, the chubby wrists sticking out of the too-short sleeves.

I had forgotten just how chunky my chunky monkey was. Born via c-section at 37 weeks, less than 6 pounds, he was teeny at birth. Scrawny – like a featherless bird.

And then he grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. At his eight week checkup our doctor walked in an announced:

“Your son is a moose!”
We were so proud.

He’s not such a moose anymore. (We were so happy when he finally did develop a neck.) The cheeks have slimmed down, but the dimples are just as beguiling.

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