Charlotte has to be one of the sweetest babies I've ever had the privilege of snapping. She's a natural model, she fell right to sleep, and only fussed a bit here and there as we were moving her around. But the cherry on top? Her snort. You see, when Charlotte does fuss, she snorts. The kind of snort that comes out when one laughs too hard. I see great things in her future if a fussy snort is reminiscent of a joyous snort.