Brothers


Fynn and Douglas are starting to really get along, and it's a lovely thing. Not all the time, mind you, but enough that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Fynn adores Douglas, and follows him absolutely everywhere, with his eyes that is. Douglas loves the attention, so long as his toys aren't threatened, and sometimes deliberately entertains him. He's also gotten very protective of him, and warns me (often) of when he might be able to fall, get hurt, eat something small, etc. ... and I often hear my own words coming right back at me.

These pics are from Sunday morning, early, as they both were crawling on the bed and I was too lazy to get up yet. Michael was still at the studio after pulling an all-nighter.