Ever since my baby Eliza was a tiny newborn, I have loved her little hands.
I loved her wrinkly newborn hands.
As she got older, her hands and wrists got chubbier, and I loved them even more.
By the time she was nine months old, her hands, wrists, arms, and legs really got that adorable roly poly look.
Even though she is now seventeen months old, she still has the sweet crease in her wrist and dimples in her knuckles.
She is now old enough to hold my hand, and I can guide her from one place to another (or lead her away from trouble). I hope in the years to come that my hand will be one that she will hold on to for comfort or love when I hold her.
She is my sweet angel baby forever.
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