I know what you’re all thinking- blah, blah who cares. But guess what? I care because this baby is darn cute! No matter whose it is, I will ooh and ahh over the bundle of joy. Basically, if there’s a puppy or baby involved in anything, I’m kind of obsessed.
Also, if this caption looks familiar, that’s because you’ve been listening to The Life of Pablo and know the words to “Father Stretch My Hands, Pt. 1.” Between Kim’s tribute to Saint’s daddy and that face, I’m having a bit of a meltdown. Forgive me.
Here’s his life in photos thus far; we’ve pretty much gotten one every month of his life. For those of you (like myself) who are bad at math, he’s three months old. Here he is a couple weeks ago looking perf:
And here’s his adorable little hand:
Kim K. might be annoying and Kanye West might be a douche, but you can’t argue that they make some darn cute kids.