Here is a smattering of pictures from the last few months of me laying on the couch. I have a unique perspective, laying around all day.
I have the privilege of being the place where Isaiah prefers to throw his fits these days. In the picture below he is hiding under his blanket while screaming his head off about some injustice.
Here are Asher and Daddy showing off their matching plaid shorts. Asher was so proud.
Here's Isaiah goofing off on the nice living room furniture. He was soon thereafter scolded.
Here I am supervising Naomi and Asher playing computer games.
Here's Asher giving Samuel a hug. Asher loves to hug and kiss my tummy/Samuel. First he asks where Samuel is, then when I point to my belly he squishes Samuel and I in a hug and then gently kisses my belly. Then he always asks if Samuel hugged and kissed him back. And I always say yes.
In this shot Asher and Isaiah are seeking sanctuary from Nanny Amy who is trying to put them down for their naps.
Here's Isaiah stealing my headphones and jamming out to my tunes (or was it the Book of Mormon?).
Can you tell from these pics who my most frequent visitor on the couch is? Definitely Isaiah. He comes in to cuddle me or tell me something quite often. And I am so OK with that.