I totally bribed my sick child today to sit still for 3 seconds with the promise of a gigantic lollipop. I knew I had just one shot before he ran away, but it was worth trying since he usually avoids eye contact at all costs once he sees the big black camera.

Turns out, I wound up loving the lollipop pictures even more.

I’m still not sure how we got here. When exactly did my tiny baby become this little boy?

He’s my little stinker… my funny, too smart for all of our good, temperamental little brute. He doesn’t seem to know his own strength, yet has been amazingly gentle and kind with his little brother. Though I’m a little worried they’re already conspiring against me. I didn’t check for sure, but I’m willing to venture a guess as to which finger this it.

by Crista
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