I can’t get enough of baby porter. I’m thinking you might be seeing a lot of this little chubs. Cuteness like this deserves to be blogged.

And here I am trying to convince my new little nephew that I’m his new Mommy… kind of hand-that-rocks-the-cradle-ish… I know.

I think I’ll take one to go, please.
Oh, and don’t biggie size it.
I like ‘em small & tiny just like this…

If only getting a baby here was just that easy of a process.
Drive thru baby.
Now that is something I could handle.
9 months of feeling like a beached whale?
Not so much.

I better be careful being around all these little babies. I just might possibly start to want one of my very own.

Time to meet the sweet babe.
His parents call him Logan,
but his brother calls him Austen.
I chose a happy medium and called him Logausten.