ben and petey

a little brotherly affection...

the measure of a good daddy

when ben woke up saturday morning and saw the fresh snow, he immediately started begging to go out and play. andrew, heroic man that he is, first whipped up some blueberry muffins, then obligingly donned his winter garb and took ben out to play. it was early. it was really cold. no adult wants to go out in the snow that early on a saturday morning. but he did it. and ben was beside himself with delight. he marched around, talking about snowmen and skiing, and then got a shovel to help his dad clean the walk. i took pictures from the comfort of the kitchen, all the while saying prayers of thanksgiving that my man is the type who's willing to endure the cold, early on a saturday morning, for the sake of his enthusiastic two-year-old.

brothers

new baby!

Here are a few pictures of the newest Whealy! The shots of Peter asleep are courtesy of Grandma B, taken shortly after he was born, and I took the others this morning. He's doing great, and Ben LOVES him. We're so happy to be a family of four!

reading, growling like a gator

i just found this old footage of ben playing in his room, and based on the fact that he's not really speaking in words, it must be from last winter. he's come a long way, baby!

in which nothing much happens

breakfast, mostly uneventful.

who knew?

i've never seen him play and sing at the same time until today. the tune is "jesus loves me."