Lucky us.

My baby has a head like a peach.

I'll kiss him until he is ripe for the picking.

He sucks on both of his index fingers at once; making for the funniest noises and soggiest shirts.

He looks at you like he'd like to tell you all about the world.

And I can tell he knows a lot by the way he watches.

He is an expert, I am sure, on the comings and goings of his older brothers.

As you may have guessed, he is also an expert on making me swoon.

Young prince, you are encircled with great love.

Lucky us.

More photos from the same little shoot here.