Bridget is going to be very smart, I can sense it. She is also going to be a swimmer.
At fourteen days old, she flails her arms, kicks up a storm, speaks her mind, and wiggles out of her swaddle faster than you can say diaper rash.
I was finally able to get a few snaps of my beautiful, one-of-a-kind Godchild. I am thrilled to be a part of her life and watch her grow.