After somewhat of a "difficult" pregnancy, I prayed my child would be a good baby.
Let's just say that when your child slips into a deep coma between feedings...you might say you have an easy child.
When your child lets out this sweet little almost inaudible squeal when she is hungry...you might say you have an easy child.
When your child wakes from her deep slumber at three hours on the button to eat...you might say you have an easy child.
When you give her "tummy time" every day she slips her thumb in her mouth and goes to sleep...you might have an easy baby.
When we have company and she gets tossed from person to person and doesn't so much as twitch...you might say you have an easy baby!
I know...I know... I could go on for hours about Bentley, but I think you pretty much get the idea.
She is asleep in all these photos, but I am pretty sure you can understand after reading the previous comments.
She doesn't even mind a bath.
I know the lighting is bad on this one, but I loved the outfit.
My mom got her some Ugg's so we had to try them on.
Brade doing double duty...dad and checking is Fantasy Golf Sheets



