Rewards of hard work with friends. Me, Elizabeth, Daniel, Tina, Michael (in navy), Cole (in orange), Kyle (in white), Travis (in yellow), Tammy (in the back), Caleb (in white), Timmy (in green), Bethany and Dustin.
The only picture of our current complete family. We really need to work on this more.
Three is a special age. It's the spot where baby meets up with big kid, and so very many things are going on in the cute little heads. When Amanda was three, we went on a very long road trip, 7,200 miles worth of adventure. She loved the butterfly zoo (Butterfly Palace, Branson MO), the wind turbines along the side of the road, sleeping in hotels and in the car. Bathroom emergencies were fun on that trip, driving hundreds of miles through west Texas and New Mexico desert there weren't many rest stops. We did lots of "peeing on the grass," as she called it.
The impetus for the whole trip was Aunt Polly's 50th birthday, celebrated in Wells, KS. We stayed a few days with Aunt Jayne in Manhattan, KS before the party. My favorite part of that trip was the night Marc and I left the girls with Aunt Jayne to go see a movie. We were excited, we hadn't been out without the kiddos since before Christina was born, and she was nearly 6 months old then. Of course I was a little nervous, uptight momness coming out or something, but we put the baby down for the night and went to check on the girls, who were having a bath in Aunt Jayne's big tub. Bubbles were flying everywhere and the girls were shrieking with delight. We lingered, getting our "kissyhugs" and just lingering. Jayne finally said, "Leave! I'm trying to make some memories here! I don't get these great nieces very often!"
We left, and had a great time. The girls still remember that bubble bath at Aunt Jayne's. I wish I took more time to intentionally sear memories into my brain back then, but I'm working more on it nowadays.
What an accomplishment! I love this picture because it shows the sweat on my brow, the freshness of the baby, and the sheer exhileration of the whole experience! I DID IT! I couldn't believe it really happened. Elizabeth was born at home, in our bed after an insanely intense hour of labor. Praise God!
I really love this man.
My sweet friend Erin came to help Marc when we thought Elizabeth was going to be born before the midwives got here. She was so completely thrilled to have made it and cut the cord, too.
First time nursing.
Jo, one of the midwives, with Glenda looking over her shoulder. These two missed the birth, but Kim made it with 5 whole minutes to spare!
I couldn't have picked a better husband. Gosh I love that guy.
I just can't believe how cute this baby is.
Daddy came right after the birth, and just climbed in the bed and watched us. There's no way a Poppy could lay beside his daughter and new grand daughter at a hospital birth. I love him, too.
Would you just *look* at those cute little chubby arms??? 11 lbs 14 ounces of pure baby chub.