I feel it is only fair to give James a dedicated post, as I never posted pics here when our sweet new little guy was first born. As you can imagine, life has been a bit crazy around here. The good kind of crazy... But crazy.
James was born 11/27/15 - almost a whole month earlier than his due date! He was 6 pounds, 10 ounces. He had a little stay in the NICU while his lungs strengthened and healed, and then we brought him home in time for Christmas. His first name, James, is Ryan's dad's name (and Ryan's middle name.) His middle name, Lawrence, was my Grandpa's name. He has two awesome patron saints and namesakes! He is now almost 6 months, is rolling, babbling, laughing, and starting to eat solid foods. We are totally in love with him, obviously.
James has some very adoring big brothers. Leah knows what she's doing as a big sister and reads him stories and sings him songs. Wyatt is always quick to snuggle up to him and talk to him and play. And Asher is learning the difference between playing with a baby and wrestling crocodiles. :) Don't worry...he has come a long way. The other night I was helping someone and had to put James down. He did NOT like it. As I was rushing back to pick him up, I saw Asher climb into the crib with James and say, "I got you James. I got you. Want toy?" (He says "Jayminz" for James.) Then he lay down next to him and shook a rattle for him and talked to him. I love having this little pack of small ones. They are just the best.
Oh, and Lucy. Lucy is still a good dog and takes good care of her pups.
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