The first baby after 5 years. Nearly as old as my son. As I made my first baby dolls, I was still breast feeding, and may be thus, I couldn't let those go. Each tiny baby I made seemed to be so vulnerable, that I couldn't think of putting them in a box and send them to a journey alone. Now, this tiny one has his same sweet face, full of vulnerability, yet I am more mature now, that I can let him start his journey to the big world. He only needs me complete his clothes, so that he doesn't have to travel all naked. 😄 hope I can show more of him in the coming days.
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