Above, Leah covets Jack's toy. The next sequence of photos is just funny to me. It's a classic example of the unsteadiness of little babies. 



LOVE Jack's face in this one. :)Our life in Delaware with babies, pups, and kitties.
Above, Leah covets Jack's toy. 


LOVE Jack's face in this one. :)


Daddies feeding babies before church on Christmas Eve.
If you go back in our blog a few months, you will come across a photo of us three ladies, except then we had babies in our bellies. Well, here we are, many months later each with our own little nugget. Though Leah is the oldest (older than Adria--to her right--by one month and Evan--to her left--by two), she is BY FAR the smallest. She's looking a little roughed up in this picture, because, well, she had a rough day. We had just flown in that morning and the plane ride had messed her up for a few days. Poor kid.
Leah on Christmas morning. She's the perfect little present, don't you think?
Jared and I got all decked out to go hunting one evening. The weather was amazing-- cool, crisp, and sunny. Though we saw many deer (12 to be exact), we didn't get any. And by we, I mean Jared. I just sat in the stand and enjoyed a nice quiet evening with my hubby.




Even Gina took her crack at it:
Of the guns I have this is her new favorite.
One more reason to own the gun: who doesn't like seeing a pretty girl holding a mean piece of weaponry. This may be my new favorite pic of Gina, even with all the cute ones of her and the little girl on this blog.
