I spent a lot of Saturday taking photos (I did a family photo shoot for a friend that I’m very happy with) but this one, just taken with my cell phone, is worth remembering. Oliver was telling great-grandpa Sam about Thomas. It can take the boys a while to warm up to people they don’t see very often (and even people they do) so I was happy they finally did with Grandpa Sam.
A cold front rolled in, and I love how you can see it getting colder.
(I know, lame, right? But I didn’t see the boys after they went to school, so this is what you get.)
Does this look like a menacing gang of tricycle-riding thugs, or what?
(Darn those dimples for ruining the effect!)
Maybe they’re not identical after all!
I know I need to get Oliver to stop sucking his thumb, but…it’s so cute. Sigh.
Can you guess what George has been teaching the boys about?
Was playing around with slow shutter speeds and the flash and got this fun/freaky shot.
This week’s photo challenge had me going way back in my archives. Before I was really into photography. This one was no doubt shot in automatic mode.
Anyway, it’s the boys at 6 days old. They’d just been moved into the NICU’s step-down unit, and put into one crib together. They were all home within a week.
Gaaah, I can’t believe they were ever this tiny!
My sweet Andrew. My sister and her family came to Kiki’s house for (yes, homemade) breakfast so I could see Emily and And-a-woo (as the boys call him). 8 months old and so so so sweet!
One of the awesome benefits of having Kiki as a best friend is the meals she cooks for you when you come to her house. Maybe it helps that we live 1000 miles apart. So yeah, those coffee-marinated bison short ribs, the smoked gouda mashed potatoes, and the spinach souffle were all for ME ME ME!
Look who I ran into in D.C.? My sissy!
Staying at a nice hotel in Virginia for work. So nice to have a bathroom all to myself, no sharing with three little boys who, I have to say, do not have the best aim.
Brought the boys to my mom’s while I am on a trip for work until Sunday. Only problem is, she wasn’t expecting us for another day. Oops.
Took the boys to the dentist yesterday. It was their second visit, but the first one where they got a cleaning and all that good stuff. I’m happy to say they inherited neither my skittishness nor my bad teeth. Clean bill of health!
Love watching the boys play trains with Daddy.