This week we welcomed a new member to our family.  Our sweet baby boy was born this week… weighing in at 8 lbs 14 oz and measuring 20” long.  It was love at first sight for all of us. We really can’t get enough of him, so it seems.  I can’t wait to fill you in on the labor story and share the pictures from his fist visit with his big brother and sisters.

Typically, I try not to make this a picture blog or just a family scrapbook type blog. I try to mix it up a little with the blog content and I do my best to show restraint on pictures. (believe it or not) Therefore I felt it necessary to give you a heads up that at least for the next week or so, there are going to be a lot of pictures on the blog.

It’s time to stop pretending. The act is over. Who am I kidding? I am not a gardener. Each spring, I get bitten by a gardening bug and I think that I will turn over a new leaf and suddenly spawn a green thumb. So, I buy some plants and seeds and the kids and I set off to garden. Each spring Scott asks why am I doing this when I know what will happen.

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Check out the size of these diapers!! Have you seen anything so little? It’s been a long time since we’ve had diapers that small around here… I think I forgot how tiny they were.  Seriously, my hand is bigger than the diaper!! Granted my swollen hands are bigger than a lot of things these days so maybe that wasn’t the best bench mark, but still….what a tiny little bottom we’re going to be wiping soon!

I’ll be honest. When I think Memorial Day celebration, I typically think cook outs and swimming pools. This year being 9 mths preggo, we didn’t really make any big plans for Memorial Day weekend. Scott grilled for us several times and even got out this smoker and cooked a chicken for Monday’s dinner. We went to the park, did a few things around the house and basically took it easy all weekend.

In honor of Memorial Day, I thought I’d repost this post from Jan of 09 in which my son first learned of the ultimate sacrifice many of our soldiers make for our country. As we were discussing what Memorial Day was this week, my son asked what we were going to do to celebrate. “So, are we going to the memorial in Annapolis then?” I realized that sadly, Memorial Day typically comes and goes without much thought at all to why we have the day off.

Sometimes in the chaos of finding baseball gloves and missing cleats, in the midst of grocery shopping and read alouds, sometimes if your not careful, it is all too easy to miss the point. In the midst of doing so many good and important things, you can neglect to focus on the main purpose of it all. Irecently had a the opportunity to read and review the book One Million Arrows by Julie Ferwerda.

I’ve already confessed quite a few of my fashion fashion fo paws for you here on the good ol blog. Why not add another to the list? (I’m really just secretly hoping that Stacy and Clinton will come whisk me away and give me a brand new ward robe to enjoy with my post baby body… ah, wouldn’t that be nice)… But, back to reality… I am afraid that perhaps I know where my daughter got her bold fashion sense from.

Each year the Blue Angels perform a show at the Naval Academy in celebration of commissioning week. Taking the kids to watch the show has become one of my favorite Annapolis traditions.  They fly so close you see the pilot!  Scott says I have to point the crazy small distance between the wings of the first plane and the cockpit of the next – They do corkscrew loops in that formation!