Tomorrow is Asher's two week birthday, which means I waited too long to do his pictures. Even at 10 days old, he wasn't a very cooperative subject. No curled up, acrobatic baby poses for me. Nope, Asher had mind of his own and I came away from the whole thing with a terrible migraine. But it's done and now I have a record of his sweet, fuzzy baby body which seems to be changing every day. Before I know it, his ears won't be hairy any more and I'll be longing for the day when I could nuzzle into them. I wish I could freeze time.