family resemblance

From the top:  Celia, Tucker, Tollie, Hank

Time and space may be limited, but love is not.

smiles

For awhile, Tuck was keeping track of how many smiles he got from Hank.
He proudly counted thirteen in one day.

It was different with Tollie.
He did it once, and that first happy face from Hank seems to be, so far, all it took to seal a memory and earn a reputation.

one month

His delivery was a dream, his tiny, freshly minted soul slipping into this world after most small humans had been put to bed.

I know a new baby is never not a miracle,
I know the way fate can feel as fragile as memory.

It felt a lot like a celebration that night -- a grand, illicit party thrown by the galaxy in the small, sterile room.
I don't want to forget the way space filled with joy, the way his body arrived, precious and replete with promise.

He's been with us for one month now.
For the past four weeks we've been rearranging life around a tiny glimpse of something we know we’ll never get to see again, something we know we’ll always remember.

brothers

May their spirits and their secrets always be safe with one another.

Our Best

People keep asking: What are you going to do with three boys?
I haven't been sure how to respond, until recently, when I offhandedly said: Our best.

1 Second Everyday

We have not been very good about recording video of the boys, and in truth, editing clips and compiling short montages requires a fair amount of time.  And we don't seem to have a lot of extra time on our hands.

I've been trying to use the 1 Second Everyday app recently.  The idea of filming super short clips that could combine to show a variety of simple things felt appealing.  I've tried to let go of the idea of getting the "right" second each day, and just aim to get something.  I was obviously better at remembering to grab my phone to film before Hank arrived.  I am hoping it becomes habit again though.  These snippets, below, are from mid January through early March.