Thank God that Hannah had the foresight to take a photo of Matthew on the fourth of every month until he turned one. Such a collage surely counts for the missing first birthday pic? As an aside, what a felonious looking baby he was in his second month of life.
And there she is! Hannah, our beloved Hannah holding Matthew and a baby who is not our own, but is our goddaughter. Joe also happens to believe that this baby is the most perfect baby who ever existed.
My sister Martha holding Mariana and Matthew when Matty-boy was still very much a blondie.
My longest nurser. He also loves books. The two combined.And there she is! Hannah, our beloved Hannah holding Matthew and a baby who is not our own, but is our goddaughter. Joe also happens to believe that this baby is the most perfect baby who ever existed.
My sister Martha holding Mariana and Matthew when Matty-boy was still very much a blondie.
And below: Somewhere around his third birthday. Can you sense the leitmotif? I seem to have temporarily misplaced actual birthday photos, so we will opt for approximate recreations.







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