1.  Despite always promising to be, I’m never consistent about 10 on Tuesday.  Maybe I should switch it to Five on Friday?  Less pressure that way… eh, we’ll see.

2.  I will also confess that I haven’t taken nearly enough pictures of P2 in recent days.  I vow to be better about that this week.

3.  There’s a great park in my town that we often take L.A. too, and in addition to having an awesome little playscape, it’s simply gorgeous.  I’ve been wanting to shoot a session here for awhile, so I brought my camera last night to test the light, and I just love it…

4. L.A. is in complete amazement of airplanes these days.  I swear he can hear them coming from miles away, and when he does, he stops whatever he’s doing, throws his hands up in the air like this and sways from side to side while making a whooshing sound.  Sidenote - check out those grubby hands.  Apparently L.A. doesn’t care about photo ops while digging at the playground. ;) 

5.  Perfect for number 5 - P2 slept for 5 hours straight last night.  As the mom of another little boy who shall remain nameless that didn’t sleep for more than 2 hours until he was about 7 months, this is an anomaly. I seriously didn’t think I made sleepers, and I’m so so happy.  Thanks, little buddy.  Oh, and please, please now that I posted this on the blog, don’t have it be a fluke.

6.  I just got a new lens in, and I am in.love. with it.  I bought it specifically to use on newborns and other babies, to capture their tiny little parts, but I’m having a blast playing around.

7.  If you’re the praying type, would you mind including me in today’s thoughts?  Without going into detail, I could really use it.  

8.  Someday, another little boy will come along - I hope it’s his brother - but maybe it will be our neighbor, or a little boy from school, and L.A. will have a best friend.  They’ll run and play, ride bikes, come running into my kitchen sweaty and laughing asking for a snack.  For now though, there is no one he adores more than Daddy. 

9.  Genetics are such a strange thing.  When P2 was born, I was amazed at how much he didn’t look like L.A.  I guess I was expecting an exact replica, but he wasn’t at all.  As the days went on though, it’s been more and more apparent that they share the same genes.  Little expressions that are the same, the way he scrunches his face up while he’s stretching exactly the way his big brother used to do.  Then our neighbor was over and commented on a picture of L.A. we have up from when he was just a month old.  I can’t believe we didn’t see it before.  You be the judge.  Here they are, P2 on the left and L.A. on the right each at about 4 weeks old.  (please note the picture of L.A. was taken with my dinosaur point and shoot camera before I knew anything about photography). 

10.  And lastly, I thought I’d try to keep things real around here.  For every picture of L.A. you see like the one in the post below, where he’s actually making eye contact and not running away, I promise you that there are 300 that look more like this.  He’s so over me.  The scowl, the tears.. that’s the real reaction I get when he sees my camera.