The Littles arrived yesterday. And People, have I ever been soaking up these cousin loving moments.

Here they are, complete with FOH still in his swimsuit top, but hey, at least he’s wearing his shorts. One out of two … I’d say not bad. And let’s be real — this is more the reality being a mama. Not these perfectly clothed children in designer duds at all times.

I’ll gladly take mis-matched any day because I think it’s a sure sign that we’re way too busy having fun to give a shit about matching.

There are two things in particular I adore about this picture: the way big M has her hand over little M’s. There’s great care and concern there — for both her brother and FOH. Then the look on little M’s face. Right after I took this he said, look guys! His head is so soft like a baby kitty so I’m petting him!

He’s right — that head is ridiculously soft.

So fun to have my baby meet my Littles, the two who have really prepared me the most for becoming a Mama. Love love and love.