My mother specifically requested a picture of her unswaddled and in "one of her pretty outfits." The above is what Maisie thought about that.
Smiling -- at either her elephant or me.
Either looking toward Fiona or staring at the ceiling fan. She's a big fan of the fan.
Sometimes I have to stop myself from picking her up while she is sleeping just so I can kiss her or smell her head. She is hard to resist.