It is cute

Felix: I am naked!
Dani: You can do whatever you want just don't touch your butt when you are naked.
Felix: I have to touch my butt.

Baby Felix and Baby Archer

Fe and I were looking at his baby photos the other day, and he kept pointing to the baby in the pictures saying "Archer!". I corrected him saying, "no, Felix, that's you when you were a baby!", to which he replied "I was baby Archer!".

Happy Felix

This big guy could always use a bit more sleep; after his nap today he said, "I slept for hours!" Today he actually did and we are happier for it.

Jowely Archer

This little chunker sleeps a lot!

Bellies and art!

Last night I was greeted by Felix at the door pulling at my hand and saying, "art"; he painted a masterpiece and was eager to share. Meanwhile his brother Archer has developed quite a milk belly!

Just a collection of cute pics

Haven't posted in a bit (sorry), so here are some recent photos. Enjoy.

Motherly Love

When I was pregnant with Archer, I had a nagging fear in the back of my mind that kept me awake some nights. It seemed so legitimate at the time. I feared that I would not be able to love another child as much as I love Felix. How can parents love their children equally? I wondered. My heart felt so completely devoted to my firstborn, even as my second born stirred in my belly. When I spoke about this with my Mom, she wisely informed me that your heart grows when you have more kids. Now that I have Archer in one arm, and can hold Felix's hand with my other, I understand. I can't quite explain it, but each of them resides so completely and effortlessly in my life, in my heart, and in my mind, like it was meant to be that way. I almost feel silly having thought that it could be any other way.

"While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about." -Angela Schwindt