The boys are growing, growing so very fast. I'm in awe of the little men we are raising and while I can't take credit for their tender moments, I beam as I watch their relationship grow.
A is going to be 3 years old in less than a month's time and the personality that has emerged from that cuddly chubby baby is more than I could ever begin to put into words. He's a sensitive soul with a servants heart much like is Father, creative, stubborn like his Mama, and recently become quite the singer and basketball player. I'm really looking forward to see what this next stage with him brings.
Then of course there is the perpetual spouting of nine month old baby H. He finally seems to have slowed down in weight gain with the increase of mobility, my back is thankful but my anxiety is increasing as he's mastered the art of crawling with exemplary speed and precision. He has a fearless personality, which is already taking him far in his daily explorations, and adventures beyond his years with big brother.
And as the boys grow and change we look forward to the challenge of a new season and are reminded,
"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." -Albert Camus