The boys sure have enjoyed their first Christmas season. They've laughed and giggled until they've worn themselves out, have shaken wrapping paper and crinkled up circulars from the daily paper, Christopher has mastered sitting up, and Noah has mastered the art of the screech. Herewith, video documentation:
Christopher Gets More Than He Bargained For
Playing in the Good Ship "Noah"
I didn't know boys could laugh together so much. This sort of thing goes on intermittently all day.
Noah Takes Control
...of the video camera. Apparently he wasn't enamoured of all the attention his brother was getting.
Noah and Christopher wish you a very merry Christmas.
This morning, Noah played a baby shepherd. Here he is:
On the Third Sunday in Advent, we dined out with friends at Holly Hill Inn, and the boys dressed up. After returning home, they played in the family room, and at one point Christopher decided to take one of Noah's socks off. Lots of laughter followed. Here they are:
My, my, my, are the babies morphing. A few weeks ago, they noticed each other but only one at a time. As of a few days ago, boom, we have two little babies who enjoy each others' company!
Noah and Christopher are fun to feed, too. No more tickling their faces to encourage them to eat cereal. Like little birds, they're ready with their mouths open, these days. Mmm, Noah says, mmmm, good.
Laptime
Here, then, Noah and Christopher sitting on Mama's lap on a cloudy day, giggling and talking and batting each others' faces.
Now, the results aren't always this giggly...was it two days ago? Christopher liked Noah's apple-bright cheek so much that he reached over and pinched it, and didn't let go. Jane had to step in, and of course Noah was wailing. When I walked in a few minutes later, Christopher played up his angelic face, while Noah's eyes were rimmed with red.
MMM, MMM, Good!
Here we have Noah telling us that rice cereal, like Campbell's Soup, is yummy in the tummy.
