Deja vu at one

A couple of months back, when Marla was visiting with Josie, she made an observation that I’ve since quoted many times, usually to much laughter. She took one look at Lucas and exclaimed, “It’s like Tristan and Simon had a baby!”

It’s true, Lucas is a rather perfect blend of his two older brothers. Beloved has said that he should have been the middle child, so nicely does he bridge the gap between my tall, fair, freckled son with eyes the colour of a stormy ocean and my solid, cheeky, olive-complected son with eyes the colour of melted chocolate. He has Simon’s dark eyes (or should I credit Beloved with those?) and fleshy cheeks with Tristan’s fairness and lankiness. He is, of course, his own man.

I tried making a nice triptych of these in Photoshop, but quickly lost patience. (Why is it I can never get that program to do what I want it to do instead of what I tell it to do — it’s worse than the boys!) This way works well enough.

My babies, age one:

(We got a lot of mileage out of that high chair, that’s for sure!)

True to their personalities, Lucas and Tristan both look thoughtful, perhaps even pensive, and Simon is hamming it up for the camera.

How lucky am I?

Related posts (automatically generated):

1. Warning: shameless bragging ahead Every mother (and father) knows that you love your child no matter how funny looking they might be, how dim they might seem, how uncoordinated they might be. And every honest mother (and father) will tell you that despite that, their heart grows a size or two when they realize...
2. I swear that’s not what his birth certificate says I’m feeding Lucas and Tristan is in the kitchen colouring, out of sight but not earshot around the corner. Simon is engaged in some sort of imaginary play that involves a lot of talking. I can hear him stumbling over an idea. Simon: Mommy! Me: Yes, Simon? Simon: What’s my...
3. From my mouth to his ears You know those times when you hear your own words coming from your kids’ mouths, and how unsettling it is? We’re in the van. Tristan is in the middle row with Lucas, and Simon is in the back row. Lucas is just waking up, and Tristan is leaning over to...
4. Yay day – again! I’m feeling joyous today. Simply happy. I’m having trouble suppressing a smile. The sun is shining, the first of our family summer vacations is next week, I’m going for a pedicure with my mom tomorrow night. Life is good. You seemed to really enjoy the last time we shared our...
5. In which Beloved is completely weirded out in the library On the weekend, Beloved and Lucas went to the library to pick up a couple of books on hold. While he was there, scanning the books into the self-serve check-out, he heard someone say, “Hey look, there’s Lucas!” He turned around to see someone he had never met before. The...