Today I met my niece, Elizabeth Hannah. I would be smiling at the camera, but I couldn't stop looking at her. She could do amazingly complex clever things like sneezing, moving her eyes around and possesing tiny, perfectly manicured fingernails. Who taught her how?
Considering her extended family have been umbilical-free for several decades between us, and have seen thousands of babies before, it seemed absurd that we were in such surprised, awed delight of her, while she seemed so cool about all these new adults, even though all she'd ever seen in her life is the inside of my sister.
She fell asleep in my arms.