Weeks 7 and 8

Following are a bunch of pictures of the boys, who are growing up so fast I can hardly believe it. They definitely have very different temperaments. Henry is generally quiet, calm and thoughtful in his expressions. Jack is active, energetic and keenly reactive.

Their favorite activities include...

... both insisting on being held at the same time...

Henry on my lap, Jack sprawled across my stomach:

Henry on Steve's lap, Jack sleeping on Steve's shoulder:

A typical weekend morning (Jack in my arms, Henry in the twin pillow):

... enjoying a relaxing pacifier...

Jack on my lap, Henry in pillow:

Henry on my lap, Jack in pillow:

... learning to smile...

Henry on my lap:

Jack on activity mat:

I just miss Jack's smile in the twin pillow:

... hanging out with brother...

Henry left, Jack right:

Henry awake in foreground, Jack asleep in background: 

Henry pulling Jack's hair (I stopped him as soon I realize what he was doing):

 

Hanging out on the activity mat (Henry left, Jack right):

... eating...

Henry and his new thing, "thriller" hands:

 Jack attempts to hold his own bottle:

... playing with toys...

Henry's version consists mostly of licking the toy and trying to get it in his mouth:

 Jack is pretty good at grabbing and flinging:

(thanks, Lori, for the awesome onesies!)

... tolerating Mom dressing them up...

Henry practices sitting up in his awesome Yoda shirt (thanks, Uncle Scott!):

In matching hand-me-down mustache outfits:

 (yes, I tried to give Jack a faux-hawk)

 ... cooking with Dad...

 (Jack was being comforted by the sound of Steve's voice as Steve narrated what he was doing)

... holding hands...

Henry holding my hand while napping: 

... challenging the parents to develop new skills...

Jack refused to be put down (would wake up immediately and fuss) so he sleeps in the baby bjorn while I feed Henry:

 ... and even venturing outside...

Henry dressed up in his hat and sweater to go see Santa Cruz's 150th anniversary fireworks celebration at the main beach (Jack was fussing and won't hold still for a picture):

 

Steve and the boys overlooking the beach and wharf:

Me and the boys watching the fireworks (well, Henry slept through them while Jack seemed generally disinterested):

... and we've just about arrived at two months old. Time sure does fly.