It’s possible that I take too many pictures. I want to capture every moment, every expression, every cute thing my babies do. As I am learning all too well, babies grow up fast. The strange thing is, I don’t always enjoy looking through old pictures of Jam and Lyla right now. It makes me sad. I look at these pictures of Benjamin from the hospital and don’t even recognize that baby.
|2 days old|
|My little boy|
|This cracks me up every time I look at it.|
|“What file were you looking for again”|
|His mind is somewhere else|
|“Seriously, you’re still taking my picture?”|
|Lyla LOVED playing with shaving cream. It got ugly really fast.|
|Benjamin is not the only one who hates sippy cups. The Dr. said to try a straw.|
The following is a series of pictures of Benjamin eating. For some reason I think they are funny.
|All gone… oh except the food still on my face.|
|This is what you get if you ask him to smile|
|He can whistle now. I’ll post a video soon.|
|What in the world is that?|