It seems like yesterday I was taking their 2 months. In no time they'll be sleeping through the night. Right? Hopefully. That's what I keep telling myself. Sometimes I long for that day. But then I'm quick to correct myself that these are the days and THIS is the finest hour. On the flip, I mourn that their bodies no longer mold to mine as their necks are now strong and they want to look around. But I'm pleased with the milestones.
Charles (left) Clyde (Right)