Let the photo mania begin

You know that guy in the grocery store line that asks if you want to see photo of his kids, because he knows he has a captive audience, and then you have to say yes so you don't look all Cruella De Ville, and then he opens up his wallet and rolls out, like, 5 miles of little pictures and you miss you TV show cause you're stranded in the supermarket nodding and going "uh huh, that one is the cutest also...that one too...aww...uh huh..." This is like that. Only worse, because I do not have to contend with the narrow spacial confines of a pocket. Now, normally, I'd probably be ashamed, at least embarrassed to be That Guy. Buuuut, since I know that copious pictures of Little One are what you're really all here for, and that they are WAY more fun than anything I have to say, I'm just going to roll with it. So, cyber friends, let me ask you. Want to see a photo of my kid? Yes? Well then. We shall begin with day one:
Don't forget to nod your head, smile, nod, and tell me how cute she is.

First bath right after being born, with her respective very obviously sleepy parents, getting her first workup with help from future Dr. J, and just simply being a cutie pie. In that order. Now, aren't you glad you said yes?