Anton

(i think) anton is incredibly handsome.
i don't want to be too declarative about it.

and somehow he's already two months old.  i should be embarrassed to admit that i jumped up and down at his weigh in.  maybe i watch too much biggest loser.  those weigh ins are emotional.  10 pounds 13 ounces.  he gained two and half pounds in 5 weeks.  and then i found out that's only the 50th percentile.  time to up my ice cream intake and get more chub on this boy.

if there was a cuteness ranking, he'd probably be in the 99th percentile. 

i love this "little brother" outfit.  thanks, kris! i'm still working on that ty note.

The Land of No

Our bathroom has morphed into the Land of No.  Stella has extremely limited options in there--no touching the toilet, no unrolling toilet paper, no pulling my curling iron out, etc.  Usually we just keep the door closed.  I was changing Anton's diaper and Stella was out of sight for a few minutes.   She got into the Land of No and somehow into the tub.  I imagine she leaned forward and tipped onto her hands.  She was having such a good time (without any water) that I left her to do her thing.