6 weeks

I have all these pictures stored up to blog about but I can't figure out what to say. My wit's gone out the door with my good night's sleep and all I do is feed and hold babies- my day's not bursting with intrigue.

But my babies are too cute not to share their faces with the world. I'll do my best to say something vaguely worth reading. No promises.

On their one month birthday a couple weeks ago, I didn't think to take a picture until right before I was ready to go to bed. And I had to record the momentous day once the thought occurred to me, so this is what I got with practically zero light:

Sometimes Dash looks like a little balding man. Ha, if he does go bald one day, we can call him Balder Dash. Ha. He'll love it.

Liam's too good for his pacifier. Patooie.

That light on him looks kinda creepy. He doesn't actually look creepy, I can tell you THAT for sure.

And for some recent pictures, at 5 or 6 weeks or so.

Look at that chub. Liam's a healthy boy. A mighty healthy boy.

Dash is still skinnier but he's picking up the pace. Sometimes he even eats longer than his brother!

They're getting a bit closer in looks- I had to take a moment to figure out who this was. Heh. What a terrible mom.

It's Liam. I figured it out. His cheeks aren't so pronounced.

See how cute Dash is when he's sleeping?! I love to watch them sleep. Until I zonk out myself.

Alright, ladies and gents, here's the test: Can you tell who's who in this photo? Come on now, let's see you try!