Wilbur and Victor

In the midst of all of this craziness Wilbur left his toddler days behind and is now a young child. 

Of course I am his mother so I am biased, but isn't he the most adorable child you've ever seen?

And so sweet natured.  After being his parents only pride and joy for all his life I would have excused him if he didn't take too kindly to the new interloper in the family.  But not a bit of it; he was the one of us who took to Victor right away.  He seemed so delighted to have a playmate and looked up to his new older brother with admiration. 

Things were obviously a bit topsy turvey at first as we weren't expecting Victors arrival (could there be a bigger understatement in the history of the world?) so, for example, we didn't have a bed for him.

Wilbur usually insisted that Victor take his and would instead sleep in the rocking chair.

 The rocking chair is actually extremely comfortable but, still, it was a lovely thing to do.

We put together a bunk bed as quickly as we could though; having your own bed makes a place your home and we wanted Victor to feel at home here as quickly as possible.

Here is the new piece of furniture.  I'm just, checking.  The toys.  To make sure they are all working.  Just in case he wants to play with them.

Wilbur also seemed to notice that Victor was distant from the rest of the family at first and would instigate games so he would feel included. 

As the season changed to winter again we were all one big happy family. 

And about to get bigger :-)