Today, Lyla's third day of life, she beat her poop goal by one. Daddy's little girl is an overachiever.
Let's back up. Lyla was born at 8:11 AM on 11/20/08. She weighed in at 8 pounds, 6 ounces and spanned 22.5 inches.
Here she is:

As my sister Lori puts it, in this picture Lyla looks like she knows stuff that we have all forgotten. How can you argue? You can think of a newborn like a clean slate, all the possibility in the world, yours to shape. Or you can think of a newborn as absolute purity, with an otherworldly wisdom that older humans cannot possibly comprehend.
No wonder her shit doesn't stink.
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