Arbitrary Picture Week

The boys at three weeks old. Why three weeks? Because waiting for the one month mark just made too much sense.

Jack and Henry on the couch:

The boys have really started to wake up and study their surroundings. We got them both to sleep in the crib overnight for the first time last night, which I was really excited about. As much as I enjoy cuddling them, it sure is more comfortable to sleep in my own bed again.

Jack seems to occasionally get bored (fussy for no discernible reason, doesn't seem to be G.I. discomfort). We started putting him down on the activity mat sometimes, even though he really can't do much with it yet. He seems to enjoy the change of scenery and looking at the patterns (he also appears to study the patterns on some of our more brightly colored clothes).

Jack on the activity mat:

On one occasion when Jack was fussing and we couldn't determine the cause, I brought him to the kitchen table with me so I could at least stuff a little food in my face with one hand. A ray of sunlight was coming through the curtain and as Jack leaned back, it fell across his eyes. Indignant, he jerked out of the light. He then proceeded to lean back into it again, and seemed to attempt to grab the light. That having failed to produce any interesting results, he leaned into it again, and appeared to try to lick the light. I try not to read too much into the actions of this kid, but he is intriguing to observe.

Jack holding Dad's hand (that's yellow paint on Steve's shirt, not baby bodily fluids, just for the record):

Three week family portrait, me with Henry, Steve with Jack (who absolutely refused to open his eyes for pictures this time):

Jack on Steve's lap, Henry on mine:

So far, Henry is not a morning person. His periods of wakefulness seem to happen more in the evening.

When we feed Henry, he always clasps his hands together in a pose that looks like he's thanking the lord that we're finally feeding him:

I've tried to get Henry smiling in pictures, but he has eluded me thus far.

Sticking tongue out right after a smile I missed:

Glaring at my continued picture taking:

Just missed it, darn it!

I'll catch that smile eventually. In the meantime...

Henry holding my hand:

Me playing with Henry's tiny feet:

Henry and Jack passed out in their twin pillow after Steve fed them: