Saskia: I hold him? I'm sure her poor little brother breaks into a sweat every time he hears this. It can be a rather passionate embrace. (Sitting up in her new big girl bed. The transition to this bed hasn't exactly been smooth…)
Félix: I come undone every time I look at this photo.
A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, as a two year old.
A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, from birth.