Tomorrow marks Torsten's 100th day. I almost feel as though I ought to make some cupcakes or something, but it doesn't seem fair since he cannot eat them yet. Maybe I'll wear a party hat tomorrow whenever I nurse him. (That's a joke.)
I can't quite put it into words, but it simultaneously seems like yesterday that he was born, but also like he's always been with us.
Aldus is also doing and saying new things all the time, too. One new thing? Somersaults!