Baby Girl's first story (or two, or three, or four).

Last night, T was determined he was going to start reading to Baby Girl.  

And so he did.

His book of choice?  A book with 4 different Dr. Seuss books in it.  And he read every single story in that book to Baby Girl. The cutest thing about the whole thing?  He snuggled down into the covers and read directly to Baby Girl in the womb.  

Even better?  Baby Girl was moving and responding the whole time he was reading to her.  She's definitely loving her Daddy's voice already.

It's nights like these that we can't wait to become parents.  That I can't wait to see a baby girl nuzzled up on T's chest and smiling and giggling at her daddy.  I think she's already destined to be Daddy's little girl already.

And I'm perfectly fine with that.