Everett and I nearly always go in together to greet Carson after his nap. Everett laughs and laughs, watching Carson run around his crib and dive into his blankets. Then, Carson always pulls Everett in with him. He lies down next to little brother and chants, "two boys!! Two boys!!"
This is one of my favorite moments of the day. (The other being the magical 2:00 p.m., right now, when suddenly both boys are asleep, the washer is humming, and it's beautifully peaceful.)
Carson certainly has his moments (like last night when he just couldn't resist sinking his teeth into Everett's skin, leaving HUGE bite marks and a screaming little brother), but he really does adore baby
As I looked through our pictures this afternoon (with a million things to blog about), I was surprised at how many pictures there are of the boys together:
"This little piggy went to market..."
Hanging out on the couch in their cute new diapers.
Carson constantly asks to "take Effy!! Carry Effy!!"
Just another illegal use of the Bumbo chair. Carson thinks it's hilarious that Everett can now come in the bath with him.
Carson tells Everett about his favorite books.
Everett is unbelievably patient with Carson's clumsy hugs and grabs.
I do love these two boys!
(I've always denied that Everett has my blue eyes... they were dark when he was born... but this picture is making me think otherwise!!)