to each his own

i just came down from checking on the boys one last time before i hit the sack. while i was upstairs watching them sleep, i realized how different they are. picture gibson lying flat on his back with his arms outstretched, mouth wide open and not a blanket within his reach. now picture elliott lying on his tummy with rosy red cheeks, covered in his favorite blankie, (with the exception of his right foot) clutching onto his other favorite blankie for dear life.

when i was pregnant with elliott and thinking of what to name him, i always put the name in question with a picture of gibson in my head. i thought, if i was going to have two boys they would probably look a lot alike. they don't. i didn't know any different. all i knew at the time was every little thing that i loved about gibson. but, how wonderful is it that elliott has so many different qualities that i love about him? i am blessed!