Move over Mark!

Naturally, my verbose husband has enjoyed the blogging platform, but I fear that he is going to try and take over my blog. He's got a bunch of ideas for new posts, so I doubt that we have heard the last from him! But today it's me again.

Mark went back to work yesterday, leaving me alone for the first time with two kids. It wasn't as bad as I thought...though this morning, PBS was out and I didn't know what to do with Liam while I nursed Grady. If I don't keep Liam occupied, he crawls all over me and the baby, trying to give Grady kisses and tickle him. It's really cute...he grabs his feet and goes, "tickle, tickle". But he can be kind of rough, so I can't leave him alone with Grady for more than 5 seconds. He loves to hold and love him, though, as evidenced here:





Doesn't Grady look enthused by Liam's kisses?

Here Grady meets his godfather, Scott, an old friend and now colleague of Mark's:



Doesn't he look like he's a brut? We think we should nickname him "Biff"...although we like "G Bob" as well.

Not to forget Liam, who had a great time on Halloween. Our court is AWESOME for little kids. We didn't even have to leave the street. And I got to take him to a few houses, which was fun for both of us. He loved to knock and say "twick tweet", and then "thank you", of course. Here he is with Grandpere:

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