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 What can I say, except that Leo is fitting into our life as if he was there all along. And sometimes I feel like I have already met him and have known him and about him my whole life. Are we destined to have the babies we have? I've had some really strong and crazy feelings of deja vu the past couple months.. Or is it self-fulfilled prophecy? I don't get it, but at least I know that I don't. Life is one big giant mystery as far as I'm concerned, and Leo is the biggest...though he doesn't act like it!  Can't believe he is three months old already! Nika spends time each day making up songs about her "little, big, baby brother Leo," and though I still feel sometimes like I am in a daze, there are more moments of clarity. And the best part is that our little bud is doing awesome. Growing and giggling, he makes us cry and laugh at the same time. Next week he has his consul with the geneticists and a Well-baby visit with his PCP. I'll let you know how it goes. Here's some more recent pics! Love to all of you, and thanks for reading.


  1. The last photo is great, it's like he's saying, "Hey, really?" I love how expressive babies' faces are and Leo's can be amazingly good.

  2. I'm from St. Basil's church in Wilmington and we met you during Holy Week earlier this year. I have been following your blog from the beginning - I can't begin to explain to you how it has affected my life. You are wonderful parents and Leo is an amazing baby - he is just beautiful and precious. Thank you for continuing with this blog - It can't be easy with all you have to do. All of you are in my daily prayers - you have given me a gift that I can't begin to describe. Thank you.

  3. It's just SO obvious that Leo is present. Look at those expressions! I will be interested to hear what the doctors have to say. He's such a darling and I'm sure he brings a lot of sunshine with the rain.

  4. He is so cute and, like Matushka Anna said, it's obvious by his expressions that he us present! Looking forward to hearing what the doctors have to say.

  5. Love the pictures! Leo is so expressive even at 3 months.

  6. As always, thank you for sharing. The blog updates are often a highlight of our family's day. It is a blessing for us to catch glimpses of God's mysteries and little miracles from such a distance.

  7. I hope you can sneek some recordings of Nika's little songs. These are precious treasures for parents years down the road. Love the photos! Love you guys!

  8. Isn't it amazing how three months can change ones life? Leo has shaken the very foundation of your existance.He helped you find inner resources that you never imagined to posess.He has challenged his parents, relatives and friends far and near to become better versions of themselves. And he continues to daily impact and unite his faithful blog followers by simply- being Leo.All this in three months!"How manifold are Thy works O Lord, in wisdom hath Thou made them all."
    The pictures are absolutely darling.Leo appears to be completely engaged in the moment.What an inspiration to us all.Thank you for sharing your ray of sunshine in our cluttered lives.
    Love you and miss you all.

  9. Your photos always capture how incredibly precious and adorable your children are. And, regarding your writings, what can I say? Honest, penetrating, profound, heart-revealing, heart-wrenching, and so much more. Both Doug & I felt it was an honor & privilege to be there with you for the beginning of Leo's life and though we're now separated by so much distance, we are still honored to be welcomed into your lives and thoughts through all you're sharing here. Thank you for that and to Leo we say,
    "Happy 3-Month Birthday and many more!"
    With continued thoughts & prayers,


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