Henry is growing like a weed—an adorable, chunky, sweet, beautiful weed. At eight weeks old, he’s wearing clothes for a nine-(and twelve-)month-old  and he’s into size three diapers. For those not familiar with baby sizes, here’s another comparison: Jacob, who is twenty-seven months older, probably has about ten pounds on him. Eleven, tops.   The […]

It seems I started something with my “Battle of the Uncles” post about a month ago. Over the weekend, a package came in the mail. It was addressed to Jacob; the note inside was addressed to me. “I win round two?” Michael wrote.   Yes, Michael, I think you do.     That’s right. There’s […]