Everyone Needs a Max

When Wren cries, Max goes and finds her monkey and brings it to her. It makes her smile. This morning, while Max waited for Wren to wake up, he stashed a milk and a pile of graham crackers for her. I love this little guy.

1 1/2 Years

It has been 1 1/2 years since Max and Wren came into my life. Since that time, and probably since the time I found out I was pregnant with twins, I think of everything in the context of them. That is why this blog is named after them, even if I don't always write directly about them.