We're rounding the bend toward Andrew's second birthday and, my, how he has been a-changin'!
He's grown up a good bit over the last few months, but especially once we brought the baby home. I've been so proud of him for assuming the big brother role so gracefully. He loves to hold John Fletcher several times a day, find his passy when he cries (or just suggest that JF needs "mo' milk"), and put his diapers in the trash. He always asks to kiss baby goodnight, includes him in all rounds of high-five's, and bends deeply at the waist to hug and kiss John Fletcher in his bouncy seat. Makes me smile!