Dale. My firstborn. The one with enough energy and enthusiasm for 3 kids. The one who is often so tender and loving with his two youngest siblings. The one who was most excited when we said a 5th baby was coming. The one who has caused me more doubt and challenges than the other three combined. The one with whom I am falling in love all over again. He'll turn 9 this week.
Alan. Our miracle boy. He's been through four surgeries. He's living life with a gifted liver. And I do mean 'living', as he often seems to treasure every moment. He's a charmer, easily winning over many hearts thus far in his life. He trusted Jesus as his Savior this summer, and for a person who was already tender and sweet, seeing the transformation to "new creature" has been amazing. He'll be 6 in November.
Tyler. My big eyed, don't-let-him-out-of-your-sight, B.O.Y. He thinks he's every bit as big as his brothers, and he just about is. He ate more weird found objects in his babyhood than I care to recall. Ditto for things broken and misused. The boy is hilarious. Not a day goes by we don't all crack up at something he says. He keeps us on our toes, but he makes it worthwhile. He's 4 months from his 3rd birthday.
Brooklyn. Our girl. The bit of pink and softness in a sea of maleness.
A laughing, crawling, playing baby that everyone here loves to play with, feed, change, and dress. We're never in want for willing hands and eyes to keep her company for a few minutes, and she enjoys being the recipient of such affection! She is 11 months old.
3 comments:
I teared up, I smiled, I laughed. I love your kiddos!
OH My Goodness! That picture of Dale with the sprinkling of freckles across his nose reminds me so much of my school picture probably when I was 9 years old. Remind me to show you. Nana
Enjoyed all of the pictures. If you have a moment I would love to have the picture of Dale (Alan would be great also.)on an email so I can print it for the hall. (All I have he has a cap on)Thanks in advance
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