Wordless Wednesday: Or, Another Great Reason To Post Gratuitous Pictures Of My Kids

Archer is 12 weeks old today.

Today was the first time I really *tried* to get him to smile with the sole objective of picture-taking.

But mostly, it was all bubbles and a shitty camera. Oh. And fabulous parenting moments like when I yelled at Anneke to get out of his face. Something like, “Move! I’m trying to get him to smile!”

There were also some demonstrations of incredibly poor photographic skill.

And a beautiful baby boy, almost three months old.

(EVERY TIME I see that onesie, I think it says, “My Boy Toys.” Every time. Does that duck (with wheels?!) not look like a “B”?!)

Archer’s favorite thing to do is watch his brothers and sister. They calm him down sometimes like nothing else (or not). When not, it’s usually because Griffon is the screechiest big brother ever invented.

While Anneke is the usually so-sweet nurturer of a sister (with TWO loose Chicklet teeth). Clearly, we do not dress her. Heh.

And Kieran is the boy who grows noticeably older and bigger every. single. day.

Happy Wednesday to my four best loves.