That is Timothy. Three weeks and one day old. Well, actually, that is not strictly true. Depending on your point of view. If you take into account his conception, he's a little older that that.
And, yes, he is lying on our kitchen bench top. Quite happily I might add. I was making a cuppa coffee. Putting sugar and water and milk in the cup was no trouble. But getting coffee out of a jar was another matter. So I put him right there. Not the first time.
Some where in this next image is Timothy. He is sitting on Michele's lap whilst she reads a story to him. Not that he is interested. But he does enjoy the attention. Cathy is looking on. Pointing out all the pictures to him.
Fancy having three mothers and one father. That is the lot of one Timothy Elliott. I am quite excited really. I did wonder if jealousy might become a problem. But both girls love him and are eager to be involved in what is happening to and with him. I have heard of jealousy amongst children and prayed that we might learn how to recognise it and work through the issues surrounding it.
Till next time.....
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