In an earlier post, I explained that there aren’t many photos of Maddox (as opposed to her older sister Sydney) because Maddox is really little and so doesn’t do anything cute yet.
But there is one terribly cute thing Maddox now does with regularity – she smiles. Awwww…
More of the same below the fold.
You ever read the comic book Zot!? She looks like baby Zach in this one, I think.
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That is one gorgeous baby!!! Adorable!
She’s got insanely cute dimples. She’s also starting to do the ‘grunt’ laughs, extended and two times in a row.
Mmmm….I can practically smell the top of her head from here! (I love new-baby smell. Mine is six now, so she usually smells like whatever dirt she’s been rolling in—which reminds me, it’s bathtime….)
Yep, you got a couple-a cutie pies there!
Oh my, I’m already seeing a family resemblance between Maddox and Sydney!
Amp should really post the matching pictures of Sydney and Maddox that Kim sent around yesterday. We could hold a contest to see who can guess which one is which.
That baby’s almost edible. Too cute.
I’m planning to post those, probably next week or the week after.
But what would the winners get?
These photos are beautiful. More of Maddox!
What a cutie!
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
That is one good-looking little cherub you’ve got there. ^_^
Now that’s cute!
I think my heart just melted.
And I can tell exactly what Maddox is thinking — watch out Sydney, I’m gaining on you.
What a cutie! And, she looks like her fabulous older sister.
That’s a very, very, very cute baby.
It’s the smile that grabs your heart and won’t ever let it go.
Hey hey Ampersand
You know Sydney’s really cute
It’s sweet when she waves her little hand*
And smiles that smile to boot!
*Yes, I know we can’t see her hand in these pictures, but I’m not such an accomplished rhymer.
She is so adorable. I want to spread her on a cracker and eat her up.
My little one is 6 months old today. In the last month he has developed a full, belly shaking laugh that just cracks me up. Which in turn cracks him up, cracking me up even more.