Their Christmas Gift; Baby Avery

Two for Tonya

Maa Maa

I could just eat this one today with his little chapped winter cheeks and curly hair.  He calls himself Maa Maa now for McCoy.

Justine's family

 

More Ava

So many expressions and so sweet.  Little Ava. 

Ava

Today was all about the hair.  This doo  cannot be denied. 

One

One favorite from yesterday with a lovely family in Clintonville.    Off to celebrate yet another birthday today.  Roman is six.  McCoy's was Wednesday.  Within five weeks here, we have all three of their birthdays and Christmas.  I'm actually looking forward to the calm of January; tucked inside, with not a million extra things on the agenda.  

Dev and Nik

Two of the sweetest little boys.  Sleepy face just waking up ----------and big excitement over trains and silliness. 

 Proud Dad and Mom.

Trick or Treat

Roman and McCoy, A.K.A. Mario and Luigi.  This is about the extent of how long McCoy wore this hat and glasses.  What a day we have had.  Ear infection topped it.  He was determined to have fun tonight and not miss out. 

My candy passer outer, Drew.  Apparently too big for costumes but kind enough to let me get a couple of these.  I can't believe I got this in the pitch dark with only the porch light.  Love this of him.  Look out world......he's got it all......handsome, smart, kind, funny, loyal, honest, talented, interesting and one of the best hearts I know.  Oh, some girl is going to take him from me some day.

Grant has a brother

Reid Thomas;  soft, squishy, calm, wide-eyed, agreeable, wanted and loved.  Baby brother to..................

 

  

 Grant himself;  original, smiling, truck and dirt loving, boot wearing, somersaulting boy who, as you can see, will be a shark for Halloween this year.  Love this kid.  Love this family.  Glad they moved a little closer.

Ornery

(From a couple of months back - no chance to post)

My McCoy.  He looks so big like a boy instead of a baby as I see him.  Not even two yet.  So ornery and independent and smart as a whip.

  

My Roman.  You never know which one of these moods you are going to get.  My big kindergartener.  A couple of shots before he went to play baseball with Dad.

Baby bird lip.