The day we moved, this little guy turned one year old. We didn't do much to celebrate his big day at the time, but at least he didn't seem too bothered by it.
On Saturday, this beautiful girl turned 11. I can't believe it. Yes, I can.
Clearly, I am conflicted about this milestone in her (my) life.
Wanna hear something funny about these two? They are great friends. It's marvelous, really - they are buddies in the "kids need to help each other out more, so I'm putting you two together" sense, but also in the "enjoying one another's company" sense. Caleb settles with Abi in a way he doesn't with his other siblings, and no one can jolly this girl out a tween-girl sized strop like this sweet boy.
It's not all sunbeams and roses - he's occasionally worn out her patience and sometimes, no one but Mama will do - but for now, and hopefully in the future, they really are pals. It's a lovely thing to watch.
