While Nana was in town, Pickle and I headed downtown to pick up a bouncy chair (I love freecycling and swapping goods with other mamas). It was a perfect afternoon. The winter sun was low but warming. Warm enough for us to take a moment on the Hudson to snap this snot, and another rest on our return for some milks.
We hit the subway. Yep. It helped to have another person around for our first two-child ride. You're not supposed to have strollers open on the subway, but we went after the morning rush. I had a mama tell me she wears one child in the front, the other on her back, on the subway. Maybe, but then I couldn't watch him sleep so sweetly.
A couple of days from eight weeks. He's cuddly like his sister. He doesn't have her cheeks, but they share a sweet nature.