Well, Silas. Your four year command of the throne has ended. And you're not letting it go without a fight.
Personality these days: snarly, sneaky-sweet, busy, larger than life.
Baby interest: high. Silas loves to hold Bettylou and jam her pacifier in her mouth. His favorite position in the car is next to her -- head in her car seat, fingers in her face, sticky mouth in her clean hair. All out of love, of course.
Hiking around with Grandpa, Hush and Jude.
Si wants to be involved with everything and wants to touch everybody. Hands not to himself. He has lots of love to give and I make special time to hold him and coo at him and make him feel important.
"There's always room for you" is my daily phrase. Having a baby around does not mean there isn't room or time for tiny baby Silas. But this picture shows his problem solving technique: look innocent while you smack someone in the face (and yes, that face was teasing him.) My expression here is also very real life. Protect baby, pay attention to Silas, scold Mimi, make sure Jude (taking picture) gets his irritated tummy looked at. I was superwoman that day.
More of Silas showing signs of wear and tear. He's under the backpack on the right, face first on the public chair.
But, man, he sure is cute. We'd been watching Village People videos and Silas initially wanted to be the cop. But upon learning that we already OWNED a cop costume he switched to the army guy. We already had that costume too! So then Si described the all white costume with the funny hat, and I figured out he wanted to be a sailor. When was the last time a kid asked to be a sailor? All I had to buy was the hat. It was a costume victory!