Week 64 - We are Fourteen.

We are fourteen. Fourteen weeks old! Stop it. Stop what? Making faces at me. Hey your eyelids aren’t even open yet. You can’t tell if I’m making faces or not. I can too. Stop imagining things. But you were, weren’t you? What— making faces? Maybe. See! I was right. Hey, do you feel fuzzy this week? That’s your lanugo. My what? Your lanugo, the little hairs growing all over your body. Who thinks of these names? Are you going to tell them or am I? What? That now we’re as big as lemons? I guess you are.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    -a.m.opdahl