Even as they grow I can’t get over how tiny our little babies are. Their little faces are so sweet, their little expressions seem to say so much. Their fingers are so tiny and smooth they look like plastic, their little lips look as if they were painted red. Their little feet are so fun to tickle and their little ears are so soft. They have a little hair that I love to kiss and their little smell should be bottled and sold (according to their adoring father).