Though I can't say he's "cuddly", he loves to be held and played with. He does this "push up" move all the time as if he's wanting to stand or something but doesn't know quite how to get there.
He watches Mallory ALL the time and though she's still possessive of a select few of her toys, she's very good at sharing. Mal will bring E a toy and loudly say "Share E", to which Patrick and I praise her profusely.
Ethan is still b-feeding exclusively, though he had to have a bottle of formula this month as I distractedly left his bottle sitting on the counter on the way out the door to our 4th of July festivities. Thankfully, my wonderful friend, Dawn, had an extra bottle of formula handy for me to give to Ethan. Honestly, I would have turned around, fought traffic back home and paid for parking again to get that bottle, but common sense told me to just let it go. He kept pushing the bottle out with his tongue, but he was hungry enough to guzzle down 7oz. So, my baby has had formula. I guess it was inevitable. And it's not a bad thing, don't get me wrong. I've just been working hard to keep up my milk supply with this baby since I lost it so early with Mal.
Anyway, as I look back on my photographs, I'm a bit disappointed at how un-creative I've become. I used to have so many ideas on how to photograph my kids and I seem to be doing the same thing. Oh, how I want to get more in to my pics! I could spend hours in my photo software if I had the time. But, I have to put that to the side right now. I'm still taking pics and fiddling with them a tad, but just not as much as I'd like to. OK...enough of that.
Here is my sweet E. So precious. So sweet. So much to love. And love him, I do.