In recognition of his expanding girth, Daniel graduated from "newborn" to size 1 Huggies this week. Concurrent with this shift, though most likely unrelated, he has decided that such business is best handled without a diaper, having peed on John three times (including at midnight and 3 a.m.) in the last 24 hours and on me twice. When this happens there is quite a bit of collateral damage in the form of laundry since the changing pad cover and all his clothes generally need to be changed. He also is spitting up a lot more lately, adding to the laundry mound. Looking at him now, peacefully sleeping away the afternoon, it's hard to fathom the damage potential, but let me tell you, he packs a punch.

This morning, John grabbed a sweatshirt for Edward, who rejected it saying he needed his "red sweatshirt." I don't think he has any conception of today being Valentine's day, but it's interesting since he almost never registers an opinion regarding his wardrobe. I didn't even make the connection until my sister sent a photo of her girls in matching Valentine pink. A photo so cute, by the way, that it prompted me to look for something red for Daniel to wear in an attempt to capture a sibling moment of our own. Unfortunately, our photo session didn't go very well. Each boy's best shot was an awkward moment for the other. The first photo here is sort of a compromise.

I should also report that Daniel is doing very well with the bottle. The last three nights he's sucked down four ounces without a fuss and so far has had no trouble going back and forth between bottle and breast feeding. Hooray!!