Staring Back at Me...

Day 182: I went to the kitchen last night for a glass of water after nursing Emmett before bed, so I handed him to Mark for burping. When I glanced back, I saw my little peanut staring at me -- his life source. I'm sure I must look like a big jug of milk to him! :-)


Day 183: Today as I look up from the family room couch I see George and Thomas staring back down at me (the boys' birthday balloons). They escaped weeks ago and have been hovering on the 2-story-high ceiling, just waiting for the helium to slowly leak out enough so they can descend.