My little one turned 6 weeks old today. It’s hard to believe–it feels like it was yesterday that I was coming home from the hospital with him. He is starting to smile (I got about EIGHT yesterday) and he’s really “coming to life”. Things I love: when he coos, the way he stares into my eyes when I’m feeding him, the dimples that only show when he grins, the way he smells, the way he seems so interested in his big brother when he holds him…the list is endless. I had him in our bed this morning and I loved how tiny he looked in the expanse of the king bed and linens. So I grabbed my camera and captured these shots. My older son asked for me to take his picture later on and I always have to oblige when this happens because normally he won’t LOOK at me when I want to photograph him.