Cozy Wordless Wednesday

So, this one will only eat his oatmeal with a measuring cup, likes to wear his Darth Vader pajamas under his clothes to preschool, and loves Jack Black more than me, his daddy, or his little brother. He is my first-born, my life lesson, and my dream come true.

And this one cries at stoplights, cries when he isn't being held, and is currently loving rolling over onto his belly, but then getting stuck and crying. He is my second-born, my big-eyed, smiley sweetie, and also, my dream come true.

Wow. How lucky am I?