Daddy’s Arms

The youngest grandson was with us the day we found the dead gannet. He’s not thinking about death, he’s too busy smiling at his people, and eating, and learning to roll over and trying to control his arms and legs. There’s another really important thing he does, and does extremely well, which you’ll see in the photos that follow. (Note the time stamps on the next four pictures, please…)





Elapsed time between “awake” in the first image and “asleep” in the fourth one?

Twenty seconds.

The next picture is from a minute or two later.

He’ll wake up later.

Daddy’s arms are so comfy.

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