Cousins

We survived the big move last weekend, thanks in large part to extended family who showed up from out of town to help us through it. Now we're exhausted and living among boxes, dealing with a toddler who's a little freaked out about all the upheaval and a 5-month-old who's cutting his first two teeth. (Translation: There's been a lot of whining and carrying on around here lately. And the kids are fussy, too.)

I have very little energy left for anything besides captions, so here are a few pics taken last week when the boys and I spent a couple days with my sister to meet her new baby girl and hang out with her adorable 4-year-old son.


I was absolutely astounded by how much of a difference 5 months can make in the life of a baby. Our little ones were born exactly 5 months apart -- March 10 to August 10 -- and though Evan was actually a few ounces less than his cousin at birth, he looks like a giant next to her. We started snapping photos of these two because we couldn't get over how much bigger Evan's head is. (Granted, the kid's noggin is in the 75th percentile, but still.) This one doesn't even do the size difference justice.


Here's Evan with both of his cousins. (Kostyn was upstairs napping and missed the impromptu photo shoot.)


Here I am with my newest niece. She's so lovely; I can't wait until she and Evan are old enough to toddle around together. (And Oh My God do I really ALWAYS look this tired?!)

*Bonus pic*

His aunt gets a rare smile out of Mr. "Waaaaaaaaah This Teething Business Sucks!" Fussypants