Fisher

My baby boy is 6 months old. He gets cuter every day. He has adorable pouty lips, the softest skin, and cute little fuzzy hair on his head, and he smells amazing. I'm enjoying my boys :)

My Big Boy and My Baby Boy

Life has been happening lately, which is why I haven't been blogging much. Poor Fisher gets a lot less camera time than Jackson did at his age. So this morning I decided to snap a quick picture of each of them, just for the sake of record keeping. I'm going to get better at pictures and video soon. Tyler got me a present and I'm hoping it will help me break the habit of non-picture-taking. Sadly, the present is going to take a few weeks to get here, so until then, here are a couple of cute pictures to hold you over.

Fisher - 5 1/2 months old. His feet are his new favorite toys. I love watching him figure it out. He tries so hard to grab his foot, and when he finally gets it, he gets so excited that he kicks really hard, loses his grip on the foot, and has to start all over. And of course this whole thing is very confusing to him. He's going to be thrilled when he figures out that he is the one controlling that foot that keeps escaping.

Jackson is 3.5 years old. I can't believe he'll be 4 this summer. He seems so old lately, and although I occassionaly miss baby Jackson, I am REALLY enjoying watching him grow up. I can't even describe what's its like when he gets in one of his moods where he has a long, serious conversation with me. Are all 3 year olds so insightful? I wish I could get transcripts of all the conversations we have.