The Big Bad Wolf

Our other baby, Duncan, isn't the brightest bulb in the box, but he sure is devoted. He may look like he's ready to snatch a picnic basket away from a little girl in this picture, but he's actually just a big pussy cat (read scared of his own bark). He and Tucker were wary of Sawyer at first, but their devotion to him is clearly growing. They stand between the stroller and strangers when we go for walks, and they let out a low growl when a friendly dog wanders too close to the baby. Last night, I found them both vying for a spot next to the crib in Sawyer's room. I wasn't sure if they were just upset that he was crying or if they realized that the vaporizor was running and decided it was the best spot in the house. Sawyer, for his part, has discovered the dogs and loves having his ears licked. He reaches out for his canine family now and touches them gently on the nose to say hello.