Many many moons ago, I witnessed the birth of my best friend's first child. It was a very traumatic experience to witness for a 17 year old and I swore I would never give birth after that. Destiny was a blond haired, blue eyed doll! We had fun dressing her up, painting her toenails and every once in a while my best friend would let me spike her daughter's white blonde hair up and call her "Baby Idol" because she reminded me of a little Billy Idol.

Fast forward 23 years later and I have 2 children of my own that I can dress up..except my daughter likes to dress up like a mermaid or my little pony and my son is the spitting image of Martin Gore of Depeche Mode instead of Billy Idol so Destiny will always be the one and only "Baby Idol"

I've wondered down memory lane because the beautiful Destiny has brought her own doll into the world and allowed me to dress him up and take pictures!! Yes, I feel super old now..but also extremely blessed and thankful that I got to play with this little bundle of huggy yummi-ness!! What joy a baby brings with their pink skin, sweet smell and their sleepy nature that lets you bundle them up in sometimes hilarious outfits to capture a moment in time when they are such itty bittys :) I truly love it!