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.9 weeks.

I can hardly believe that Dylan is 9 weeks old! Time has been so full and there is much going on here in the Kauflin casa! I have hardly had time to reply to emails, let alone take pictures and blog about anything! Dylan is growing, and getting cuter and dearer to me. He is by far my smallest baby (even though he came out the biggest!), he is taking his time porking up, which I am totally loving that he is so small still! Tyler was 15lbs by 2 months, and Dylan is only 11 or 12 lbs.

In the midst of all that is going on, I took some pictures of my sweet boy today.. enjoy the sweetness of his little face and big eyes!






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Will and Sena said…
ooooh my goodness, Tali. how do you get anything done when you have that much cuteness to stare at all day?! He is such a beautiful baby!!!

love and miss you!
~~Sena
Unknown said…
SWEET SWEET SCHWEET!
THANKS
marilyn
What a cute cute baby boy! He really does have the sweetest little face I've ever seen!
Helen said…
oh my goodness (isn't that what Sena just said:))..he is the most adorable little guy. don't worry about your e-mail...these days fly by..enjoy, enjoy, enjoy them!!
love you.
Jami said…
Tali! He is adorable! I love his hair. And the way he holds his head!
Cara said…
Such a little MAN! You are a blessed mommy!
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phil said…
I'm really jealous of his hair.
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