The night of the funeral, we knew we would need some serious time with Lily and Charlie to help us heal. Well, the two little beauties did not disappoint. We posted about how they were able to make us feel better the other day, but I just got some pictures from that night that my mom took. I'm really, really glad she gave me these. It was a fantastic night for us and I'm glad there are pictures.
Charlie had some major gas that night. While I was holding him, my hand was on his butt to keep him propped up, so I could feel every little burst. So when he took his hand and covered his nose, it was as though he was trying to mask the smells!
Lily just after her bath. Her nurse wrapped her up to keep her warm while she was being moved to the scale for weighing. How beautiful is the Bug???
Dad gum he's a cutie. When did he get so handsome???
Charlie was wide awake that night and he couldn't have been more curious about things. He looked at me like an old man who recognizes a face but couldn't place it.
Lily out of the scale getting weighed. She grabbed a finger on each of my hands and pulled me down towards her-- that felt great! And then Brooke came over and the instant Lil' heard her mommy's voice she let go of me and started searching around for Brooke. Quite possibly the most adorable thing this cynic has ever seen.
My brother John's better half Rebecca took this one of us with Charlie. It came out really well because we were so happy to be there and Charlie was being so great that night.