I’m raising the children of the corn: Blue-eyes, blond-haired monsters who have this wicked power to melt my heart. This photo is, I guess, Garrett’s first posed portrait, although it isn’t the heart-warming and cutsey photo of a sleeping baby that photographers and parents have come to expect. Garrett is curious. His eyes jerk open, his head pops up and he stares at me, at his mum, at Caira, and at anyone else nearby. His head twitches one way and then another as he considers all the angles.

Icy blue eyes boring into your soul.


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