My Aunt Laurie drove all they way from Jordan Valley to meet Baylor after he was born. Since he was so little & new he didn't open his eyes for her, and she asked me to post a pic showing that he does indeed have eyeballs.
Ignore the pink blanket. Poor kid - that is what happens when you have a big sister- you get lots of pink accessories handed down.
You can't see his eyes, I just like that picture.
His typical look- a mix of disgruntledness and curiousity about where his milk-cow wandered off to.