Somebody's Peeking at Me

I was giving Moriah a bath this evening; and when I turned around from the tub, I discovered that somebody was peeking in the bathroom at me.

 Why, hello there, little fellow!

 Aren't you a cuddly little bundle, just hanging out, kicking your heels and waving your hands on your playmat?

 I think, Benjamin, that you and I are part of a very wonderful Mutual Admiration Society: you like to look at me, and I love to watch you!  :)

I'm not the only one who's incredibly fond of our newest little lovebug, however.  Shav wanted to cuddle with his little brother earlier today; and after I placed Benjamin on his lap, he requested, "Picture, please!"  :)

Yes, of course.  I'd be delighted to have a picture of this.  :)