Let's be honest. Megan has some amazing cheeks. And by amazing, I mean huge and adorable. Don't believe me? Here's proof: Strangers and friends alike constantly comment on her cheeks. They'll see her in her car seat and talk about how chubby she is. However, her cheeks are deceiving. She is not chubby. The rest of her is just perfect. Don't believe me? Here's proof:
Isn't she perfect? The proof that she's perfect is on her onesie. (it says: "perfect")
If you add up the cutie chunky cheeks and the not-so-chunky-rest-of-the-baby, the whole package is pretty dang cute. Don't believe me? Here's proof:
(Notice my arm on the left side of the picture. It's the same color as the white blanket! That's because it snowed last week but it apparently hasn't melted off my arm).
Like mother, like daughter. We both carry our weight in our cheeks. Don't believe me? Here's proof:
(Well, sorry, I have no proof of that one. I didn't want to showcase my bootie on the internet.)