OK, it's probably not a little angel (more like a holy terror), he has no wings and he's pretty filthy, but still - what a gorgeous little boy he is. And it takes me every single ounce of resistance not to wake him up and hold him tight and tell him how much I adore him. Aren't kids just at their cutest when they're sleeping? I had my macro lens on my camera and Jake didn't flinch when I took these pictures of him sleeping on Thursday night...
I love these little hands, that aren't actually so little any more...
And one day they won't want to hold mine any more...
I love these toes. They're so like his dad's, it's quite funny...
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