I am making a conscious effort to savor the twins' babyhood. When it's gone, it's gone. Already, so much is in the past with these now-giggling, -crawling, -climbing, -destroying, -smiling little people. So I am appreciating each squish of a sticky, chubby fist, each drooly smile, each time we nap snuggled up together. And I am trying to take more pictures. So I took a bunch this morning. From about 40 I pared it down to 12 and I've decided you get all of them. You're welcome.
Leaf, on the left, was not particularly smiley, and Twig was only in a moderately good mood, but I love the range of facial expressions. And I still don't think they're identical.