Can you find the sunburn on big brother’s forehead? And that little ‘cheese stick’ (we call him this because he smells like rotten cheese after he spits up! Ha!) is eating his fingers. He’s trying to be a thumb-sucker and I keep pushing the passy on him. Poor thing. A passy is easier to take away later than a thumb.
And now, I’m going to let the rest of this post be wordless. Because it’s late and I’m about to fall off of this chair.
So you can bask in the cuteness of the boys. And that is all.