Maybe the other shoulder is soothier.
 
 

Dad soothes me.

I'm allowing mommy to gaze at me while I rest during my snack.


I ate a bit.  Just wanted to fall asleep as I was.  This person has insisted on waking me so that I'll finish my afternoon snack.  I am not pleased.


Note the anti-theft device attached to her navel-to-be
In Daddy's Arms

Yeah rah!  Our fist merconium adventure!

Working  on a burp.

My undershirt keeps riding up.

Jill comes for a visit.  And she isn't feeding me!

Yum.  Mommy!  I'm a keeper.

O. K., I've Had It!

I think mommy likes me.

Looks like daddy likes me, too.