Little Hands and Big Hands

Remember baby Fenix? I'm happy to say, he is doing much better.

We had a game night at his house tonight. At almost two months old, can I call it his house yet?

Whoever's house we call it, I got to hold this bundle of cuteness while I was there. I marvel at how he's gone from a tiny little guy in a plastic box to a growing, kicking, eating machine.