Saturday, November 17, 2012

Max and Henry.


These two keep me on my toes. Like whoa.

Or, like, it's eleven on a Saturday night and my husband is crashed in our son's room because he wanted another story but really just wanted his daddy to fall asleep with him and my arms have just been relieved of the baby they've been holding for several hours by a swing I love more than anyone should love an inanimate object (except it is almost animate! it sings!) and I thought "Hey. I'll write a blog post" because I have two free hands but now that I've sat down, I can't remember what I was going to write about.

But! We are really, really, absurdly lucky because we have this:


All of these boys drive me crazy and I love 'em.