his sweet little knees. untouched by the inevitable bruises and scratches that will find him in the upcoming months.
the far off look he gets in his eye when he looks out a window in the morning, like he's carefully contemplating what he wants to do with his life.
the way he holds his bottle; so specific and intentional.
how his hair has gotten so thick on top, and sometimes looks like it has a reddish hue.
his feet. those sweet little toes.
it's all happening so fast.
teddy's sleep dock