Oh yes, she's got his number

What a difference a year makes

This is how big and handsome Guthrie is now.

Man, do I owe you some information

I just noticed the last post was from well over a year ago. Oh dear.

Guthrie will be two in a matter of weeks. Lydia just received her first quarter 2nd grade report card, and it was all A's. Brit and I are fixing up the house and hope to sell by the end of the year, or certainly the end of winter.

Here is how we looked on Halloween:

Lydia is Cleopatra. Guthrie is Elvis.

I love our babies.

Here's the thing about our children. And I pray that God will allow me this moment to indulge in pride. They really are this big, and this happy, and this beautiful. And, despite the dire warnings of well intentioned friends, and despite Lydia's darkest fears two years ago, they really are this close. Lydia is Guthrie's hero. He idolizes her. And naturally, Lydia finds that quality to be incredibly endearing. (And really, who wouldn't, right?)

This was taken on the swing in our backyard one weekend this summer. They are amazing.