I especially love how his cheek is squished and wrinkled against my side. I was holding him on his back like a baby with his head cradled in the nook of my arm, and he was so relaxed his jaw sagged open like when you fall asleep on an airplane. He only opened his eyes because I moved to grab my phone . . . after I took the picture, they slowly drifted shut again. He didn't move.
Izzy, in the background, was my elbow rest, and she didn't even twitch when I took the picture.