It appears baby Keller likes me in these photos. And I'm sure he does. A little. As long as his daddy isn't around. I kid you not, I am chopped liver when daddy is in the room. Keller will reach out for him. Cry for him. Army crawl to him. The kid will try anything and everything to get out of my arms and into his daddy's. IT IS CRAZY. Dan says I'm jealous. But I'm not. I just don't get it. I mean I gave birth to the kid and I haven't seen Dan nursing him lately. I WIN. And here are the pictures to prove it.