Sorryyyyyyyyyy!

No real excuse for the delay, except that life is crazy, crazy, crazy. Charley has had a rough week adjusting to his new big boy bed and the earlier hours that it's creating. He hasn't made the connection between getting up early and being really crabby. (But I sure have...)


Life goes on, though. And at a tremendous pace. Every once and a while I look up from my sprint and say "hey! summer is over" or "what happened to the first half of the year". I also have moments of great sadness when I look at giant Sam and realize he's hardly a baby anymore.


He has started sitting up on his own (at least for a few seconds) and has great pride. He is the "proud-est" baby you've ever seen. Dare I say he has developed a large ego in six short months?


Here are a few shots of my cute boys. They have me a bit ragged these days, but they sure are loved.


Sammy's one eye gloats about his brother's love for him.
A brotherly game of "mine are bigger".