and i can hit the "upload photo" button way easier than the shift key.
noah graduated from preschool yesterday. he got a little diploma and everything.
but he was rather unimpressed with it.
ezra ate three slices of watermelon, two cupcakes and a brownie at the post-ceremony party. he is the little hungry caterpillar mixed with the white house party crashers in toddler form.
ike is not pictured, because all he did was sleep. as usual.
speaking of sleep, this keeps happening:
noah's love for his new baby really is charming...
...yet also rather terrifying because he weighs like, six times as much as the helpless object of his I WANT TO SQUEEZE HIM AND LOVE HIM AND CALL HIM GEORGE-level affection.
but! those photos remind me that i can't believe i forgot to show you this:
what? jealousy? regression issues? ME? WHAT? No.
(but also yes, maybe, just a littttttttle bit.)
and finally, because i know YOU PEOPLE and what you really want, here are the most recent photos of ike, the perpetually-concerned-looking baby bug:
those last two were taken like, just now, as he finally opened his eyes and gave me some indication that i might be able to get my left arm back for a little bit oh wait no, he wants to eat again. goodbye, right arm! thanks for working double-duty to make this post possible OW OW FINGER CRAMP FINGER CRAMP.