devilish grinner and the artist

Here are a couple pictures from January:
Holden is pulling himself up on furniture, falling, and hitting his head whenever possible. 
But his devilish grin is so cute and I can’t help but squeeze him tightly and whisper to him that he’s my sweet little baby. Sweet nothings, to be sure, because “sweet” doesn’t describe him in the slightest.
Brandon loves to paint now. He paints basically every day. 

They are completely opposite in every way, these two. They keep me guessing every day, proving that you can’t possibly have parenting all figured out. At least, that’s what I tell myself to feel better about my own shortcomings.

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