... and a rosebud mouth.
Here is our new little princess, in all her glory.
I never really thought I could be so enamored with her. I never expected it. But last week as I lay in the hospital with her, I couldn't stop staring at her perfect little face, her fingers, her expressions...
...my husband had even appropriated my laptop and iPod Touch and you know what? I didn't even notice their absence.
And if you know me, you know this is something that has never ever happened before. :-)
But wouldn't you be a bit enamoured too?
Observe her strawberries and cream complexion, her tiny mouth, her delicate little nose...and SEE how small her fingers are!
See her grasp her papa's hand.
THE CUTEST MOUTH EEEEVAR!
She has her own hair ... a bright, shining viking red-gold color that glints in any hint of light. She has a PROPER temper, she's not a Pisces in that regard at all!
And we've thought about it and agree we'll continue to call her Loki here. I'll try not to embarrass her by writing down something she might later regret.
And besides, I like to still call her Loki. Our little changeling sure has put a number over on both of us. I can safely say we've both been changed by the appearance of this little number in our lives.
So welcome to the world, little Loki.