Max telling me a story while absentmindedly stroking Lucy’s hair…

Roly finding that other baby in the mirror, and excitedly smiling and cooing at him…

Lucy lighting up with joy when I told her that many of the trapped mine workers in Chile had been rescued (we had been praying for them)….

This actually happened when Roly was about 6 weeks old.  Here’s some of the treasures my friend Courtney shot that day.  I think they are stunning!  🙂

We are enjoying our trip in Palm Springs this week.  Matt and I were having a cuddle and a small kiss in the pool, and Lucy was horrified.  "Stop that!  We’re in the public!  All these kids around us will be grossed up!"  (I’m not making any of this up.  🙂

Her eardrums are pretty sensitive, we’ve noticed, with her new brother’s pterodactyl-like screams.  During one particularly ear-piercing bout of Roly’s hunger screeches, Lucy exclaimed, "Why can’t he use some self-control?!"

My dear friend Courtney, that I have known since Westmont, is a fledgling photographer.  She asked if she could shoot photos of Roly, as he is the smallest newborn she would have been able to do that with.  She’ll be back to do more, but here’s a couple of the gems from the first shoot:

More great things to come…