I know the boys look very small in this picture, but they were a whopping four pounds a piece, almost double their birth weights, at nearly two months old. I have eaten burritos larger that.
The white wires coming out of their clothes hooked up to monitors that alarmed when their hearts would slow down or when they'd stop breathing. The little Christmas outfits they are swimming in are actually preemie sized. That look on my face? Terror tempered with lipstick.
Today's painting was inspired by the above photo:
And here are our attempts at a Mother-Sons picture outside of IHOP this morning......
I saw a woman in the restaurant with twin baby girls. When my boys were little like that people always said to me, "Wow, you have your hands full," and I learned to reply, "Better full than empty."
Happy Mother's Day to all of you with full hands.