Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm?

This is the typical face I get after she lets out some pretty stinky farts....like--who, me?

If you think she is uncomfortable while she travels, you are sorely mistaken.  Blanket--check.  Pink teddy--check.  Pacificer--check.

I love that she is pensive--even when she is sleeping.  The head scratch always helps me figure out the toughest of problems.

This is her at 1 month old. 

Comparing her size to her and Mr. Bear.  Also she is already telling Harley to get off of furniture.  I took this picture while she was scolding Harley for getting in the crib.

Hanging with dad. 

Brady and Rob--best friends, proud papas.

Whenever she is in the bath she demands a cold drink and a magazine.   Very high maintenance.

Some of Grace's happiest moments are right after having her diaper changed

Harley and Grace do tummy time together.

Harley is just waiting for the spit up so she can lick it off Grace's face.  She has learned that patience is the key...and that no matter how small this baby is she can spit up large amounts of deliciousness.

Grace is sassy to her daddy already; she's gettin' by on her charm.