Before I say anything else, I have something important to share: Silas slept through the night last night. Is still sleeping through the night, actually, because the time at the tone is 5:21, and he hasn't stirred yet.
Now-I am posting then and now pictures so that you can agree with me when I say, "They're growing up too fast!" By the way, this is most of why I stay at home. Some of it is financial - I work in non-profit, and would basically hand over my paycheck to childcare - and some of it is overprotectiveness? the desire to nurture? I'm not sure what to call it, but it's the belief that, as their mother, I am their best teacher at this age (though not at every age. Someone else is way more qualified to teach them geometry). But most of it is that I don't want to miss their childhoods. It's running away from me as it is, and the idea of someone else having more time with my kids than I do is just too much for me. It will be over too soon anyway, and I'll spend the rest of my life telling stories about the next few years. I don't want to miss a thing.
With that in mind -
in August (yes, of the same year. Unbelievable.)
and my favorite - June 2007 (look at that baby!)