Just Pics

Pics will have to suffice for now until I can get back in a routine of writing. It's pretty insane how in love we all are. It's always amazing to me how much life a new baby brings to the family....shrouds our days in softness and seems to bring forth the love not only for this fresh, new life but for each other in general, as a whole for the entire family. Children step up more than before, they celebrate each other and the company provided in siblings, excitement pervades, love abounds. Husband and I sit in bed at night and marvel over this new gift we have been given, how the two of us have been used to create this little life...so similar in looks yet so individually different....glimpses of him, glimpses of me and little glimpses of the 10 siblings that have so eagerly anticipated his arrival...this tiny little gift to be unwrapped by all.

He's an amazingly content sweet boy....mild, peaceful and easily comforted. Nights are going well so far with only 2 nursings so the days are already becoming easier. I find it amazing we are parents of 8 boys. How in love I am with our abundance of tree climbing, bike riding, adventure seeking, hunting, trapping, fishing, houseful of little men. And how grateful I am for our 3 girly girls that have learned these skills and hobbies also because of all the outside loving boys in their lives. There are no words for how blessed I know we are...despite the obstacles we have had to overcome. The gratefulness I have and the love that exists for my husband, how we have grown together over the last 15 years of our life and the children with which we have been given is overwhelming to this heart of mine. This life I live is a pretty amazing one.

Staring and trying to talk to his mama. He has my heart in every way.

The drunk milk state....and just ignore the carpet.

And the full tummy sleep...truly ignore the carpet.

Tree loving boys

Loved by everybody.

Wide awake and loving on his Evye

Bedtime love

He wasn't a fan of having his face squished up....even if it was with good, brotherly love intentions. I think my favorite part is the dirt covered hands holding onto Graham's head.

Life with twins....

No...I don't wear this shirt everyday...despite the perceived story these pictures tell.

They figured out the art of dumping a basket of clean clothes out and using it as a step stool sizable enough to house them both. Never a dull moment and never slows down. Somehow I've either chosen to forget how much Garrison and Grant got into....or they were just entirely mild compared to this little duo.

He has a good childhood.

Climbing out of his own crib began....and he was quite proud of it. Rowdy, forever on the move, red headed, wild man. He's the next apprentice of Grant.

The jailbreak....and crushed up petrified bread croutons he'd unearthed somewhere in the hidden crevices of the room.

After doing a number on the room we discovered him in the floor and the gaping hole now in the side of his crib.

Floor vents.....still a novelty around here. Digging everything out of it that he'd dropped down in his free ranging state.

Evye's attempt at a self portrait with all 3 involved.

Decision was made that since he no longer can be kept within crib to go ahead and transition them up. Not the easiest transition or the best timing in the world...but after one long night of fighting sleep both are finally going to bed uneventfully and on time....without roaming for hours. But they never seem to get the hang of staying on the mattress.

After 2 nights of consistency and lots of training....they're finally starting to get the hang of it.....I think.