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Friday, October 02, 2015

And our youngest is now four.

Tommy, our big ball of fury, is four. The only one of them to prompt an emergency ride to the hospital, and the largest by a full half pound.

Happy Birthday, Chief!

A wistful side note: we've never gone this long without another baby being on the way. But we can't complain--not even a little.

Tommy, with his faithful wingman and 
co-conspirator, Louis, demonstrating
the proper way to demolish cake.


  1. I sympathize with your youngest being 4. So is ours. We have been blessed with 4 older ones. Wish we could have more, but God has other plans right now.