We were babysitting Oliver's best friend Henry recently. I think they were both teething--they both had trails of drool running from their chins all night.
Here is Oliver--he is actually working on his canine teeth.
And here is cute little Henry.
I HEART his big blue eyes and thick shiny hair!
And here is my sweet husband, reading to the boys.
Oliver is starting to show a bit of a preference for his Papa.
Some nights, he only wants Papa to put him to bed.
Yesterday, Andy was gone playing volleyball. At some point during the day Oliver and I went upstairs, and the door to Andy's Work-out Room was closed (as it often is when Andy is working out). Oliver ran right up to the door, pounded on it and yelled "ba-pa ba-pa!"
He looked so sad when I opened the door to show him there was no Papa.