I had this post all planned for Friday, but our internet connection went kapooey (I'm not sure that's a word). So here I sit Sunday evening wondering if I should go ahead and share it…..
Those little walks down memory lane that you all share from time to time are some of my favorite posts… it's like a sneak peek of the photo album on your bookshelf, you know? So here's a peek at mine….
A few snapshots leading up to the fourth (and last) gypsy babe to join our brood…. some sweet memories from the very pregnant moments. My little Sophia who spent the second half of my pregnancy using my belly as her very own personal umbrella. Really.
about 3 weeks before he arrived
The family of six…. who moments ago was just five…. and now could never imagine our family without this new little boy.
The celebration by the mostly girl brood that a brother had been born.
The way Sophia referred to Luke as "her little rascal" for weeks…..
The sweet daddy's boy he was from the beginning…. four babies and this one was always happiest in the arms of his dad. Still is, in fact.
Oh my how they grow….. and how grateful a mama am I to get one more chance to chase a busy boy… to smell that little boy smell of just rolled on the ground under the tree and put hand soap in his hair goodness. To understand the obsession of all things related to tractors…. how very grateful am I for all of that…..
Happy Birthday to our beautiful boy.