5 month Foxie!

I can't believe that I am posting the monthly crib pic of my FIVE month old. Where has the time gone? On one hand, every day gets more and more fun watching him grow and do funny things, but on the other hand it is all passing so quickly...

Of course he didn't want to sit still while I tried to get a snap in for my album. Here is the best I could do!

The bashful face (please...this kid ain't shy)...

I have to put this next one in because this is the EXACT face that I get from my husband every morning, its scary...

And this is what he thinks about sitting still for my crib pics...

High Fivin' his monkey mobile because he's glad to be finished!

Some 5 month updates:

1. He loves all kind of vegetables and thinks he's big stuff when he gets to sit in his highchair to eat.

2. Squeals louder than any baby I have ever met ( and by that I mean I'm losing hearing).

3. Doesn't want anything to do with sitting or getting into the "crawl" position. Definitely would rather mimic walking.

4. Is teething like a maniac.

5. Isn't scared of much. He loves to be thrown in the air, bounced up and down, spun round and round, etc...

6. Belly laughs pretty consistently.

7. Likes to watch mommy dry her hair and put on make up (should I be concerned?)

8. Prefers to be outside over inside (so thankful for this!)

9. Loves when children play with him.

10. Great at opening presents!!

Even though there are good days and not so good days, I think I fall more and more in love with being a mother everyday. Lee was telling me this morning that he was reading about and being reminded of how Knox is not ours...he belongs to the Lord and he has been entrusted to us for a short time. I needed to hear that and be reminded of it, too. It's not exactly easy to view Knox as belonging to someone else, but the Lord loves him way more than I ever will, and will take care of him better than I ever could. How comforting!

Robyn

This is sort of random, but I wanted to post a picture of what Robyn (my sister) gave me for my birthday.When I opened it, it sort of caught me off guard because we usually just give fun gifts like jewelry or clothes...nothing necessarily "sentimental." She is definitely the sweeter one of the both of us, and she can be very emotional at times :). I, however, have issues with emotions and like to avoid them at all costs! Therefore, opening this gift was very surprising to me. It may look like a typical sweet sign, but it is much, much more...

For my sister, growing up with me wasn't the easiest. She was always the sweet, kind, well behaved one who everyone enjoyed being around. I was always the nagging little "tomboy" sister who always found her way in to trouble. We were complete opposites, and there were many days that we did not get along (looking back I feel a little sorry for her :)). My mom and WaWa (grandmother) would always tell me that I needed to "play sweet" with Robyn because one day she would be my best friend. I rolled my eyes every time I heard this. What were they thinking? Did they know the 2 of us??

Well, over a period of many years - slowly but surely - mom and WaWa proved to be right. Don't get me wrong, I always loved my sister growing up, we just didn't have much in common at the time. I really don't think it was until college...when I came into a relationship with the Lord...that we really started connecting. The funny thing is that even before that, when I was at my most selfish points of life, she was always such a supportive big sister. She encouraged me to have a relationship with the Lord, to have a close relationship with my family, to do well in school, etc. She has seen me through pretty much every good AND hard time in my life whether it be breakups, school, family, sicknesses, marriage, moves, pregnancy, birth, ACID REFLUX... I could go on and on. When I really stop and think about it, I don't know what I would do without her now. She is a major rock in our family. I have so much admiration and love for her, and she is still the biggest role model for me.

Our husbands joke because both of our phones are able to receive email, and I promise you that every single morning the emails start about 7 a.m. Lee and Dane call the phones "Sister communicators" and they are so right! Usually it just starts with "good morning" and goes from there. Even though I don't live right next to her anymore I can pretty much tell you where she is at any time of the day, as well as what she and her 3 BEAUTIFUL girls are doing :). Thank goodness for technology!

Anyways, back to the gift. When I opened it I got slightly emotional in front of many people (not too common for me) because I feel like this sign sums up my life - especially for the first 3 months of Knox's life. Everything was so hard for me and I lived in a haze there for a while, and honestly wasn't sure if it was ever going to end. I went down to stay with Robyn quite often, and she welcomed me with open arms and completely took over for me. She has seen many tears of sadness and frustration from me, and she has never once judged me or thought that I wasn't capable. She just immediately stepped in and helped me get through it (while taking care of her own 3), and encouraged me the entire time. SO...when I opened it I immediately thought of all those times she helped me when I needed it the most, and I thought this saying was the perfect description of what I thought of her: My angel. I was able to hold back the "full on" tears, but when I got in the car with Lee, I clenched that sign the entire way home and cried like a baby. Of course I told her that I cried like a baby when we were emailing each other an hour later. You know what she said? She told me that when she bought that sign, she wasn't thinking of how she helped me, but rather I had helped her and given her some advice one day, and that was the day she saw the sign and it made her think of me...

I love my sister. She is not a regular sister. She is not a regular person. She is truly a gift from God and the absolute best friend that I could have ever asked for. I really pray that the Lord allows us to continue to raise our children together, and one day play with our grandchildren and tell them to play sweet with each other...because one day very soon they will end up being best friends...

Remember when....

I said that I wanted another child ASAP? I would like to retract that previous statement. Ha. I'm only half joking. Today was the 4 month check up for Knoxie and it equaled NO fun! I have heard the boy cry before, but he hit decibels today that were unheard of. Even Dr. Morrison said that he was impressed. He was not at all happy with his shots (but then again who is?) and he screamed so much that I could not get him to stop. I couldn't even get his clothes on afterwards. It was a struggle and he definitely won. After 10 minutes of wrestling with him I had to just toss him in the car seat -diaper only- and wrap his blanket around him. I even had to run to walmart - in the rain- with him like that. Please don't call DHR...

Here is a pic of the little guy today before he knew what was about to happen to him (yes, he's naked):

He was laughing and giggling on his changing table and I just kept thinking, "Oh...this is all about to change...better get a quick snap in while I can." Needless to say, there aren't any pics taken while we were actually at the pediatrician. He weighs 16.3 pounds- 80th percentile. His length is 25 3/4- 80th percentile, and his head is 16 3/4- 55th percentile. Dr. Morrison gave us the green light in introducing baby food, so we came home after the appointment and ate some carrots!! OK. I have to add that while I am typing this I feel so ridiculous. I never thought I would see the day when I cared about sharing what my child is eating. I remember my sister talking about it and I was like, "Cool. I don't understand the big deal??" I think it's just fun to be able to watch them grow and experience new things. I am sure that this excites no one expect myself, so I will just post a standard "first solid food" pic, and move on...

first few bites (undecided face):

final verdict face:

Surprise surprise, he likes it. I had no doubt that he would! This baby loves food!

While I am here I might as well blog about some other things so that I can just keep it a 1 post day. We made the decision to go to Bass Pro to see Santa. OH my goodness. It sounds crazy, I know, but a bunch of friends from church took their kids last year and said it was awesome, so we decided to "peep the scene". An hour and a half later we were at the front of the line! Holy pajamas! If you needed to know where everyone from the Montgomery/Prattville area was Sunday afternoon, they were at Bass Pro. And I must say that I have never seen so much camo in all of my life! Unfortunately, Knox was too small to really enjoy everything. They had TONS of stuff for kids to do and play with while waiting. They also had arts and crafts as well. It was overwhelming to say the least. Here is Knoxie waiting patiently for his turn to sit in the big guy's lap and tell him what he wanted for Christmas (and of course he scratched the fire out of his nose on the way there :( )

getting sleepy in line...

Some of the entertainment...

Lee trying to introduce him to Rudolph, unsuccessfully...

I'd rather be playing with that reindeer...

And I guess I will finally look at you because I am so ridiculously tired and want to leave this place and take a nap...

All in all, it was a successful trip to see Santa. We "backed" Knox into Santa's lap just to make sure he wouldn't get freaked out. By the time it was our turn, Knox's eyes were so red and watery because he was exhausted. Poor guy. Next year we will have to time it better...

And lastly, here is Knox admiring the Christmas tree. The other day I walked to the back to put some clothes up, and when I came back he was practically under the tree, PULLING OFF ORNAMENTS! Notice the baldness of the tree in the lower area :)

When I saw the ornaments on the floor I looked at him like, "No sir!" and he just smiled at me like, "What's the problem??"

I would love to say that he looks AND acts like his daddy, but I think that he's looking like daddy and acting like mommy! Trouble.

4 month old Drool Monster...

This little turkey turned 4 months on Thanksgiving Day.

Due to traveling a good bit, I am a little late on taking his monthly crib photo. I will say that it is getting harder and harder to get him to cooperate and take a picture, unlike when he was a newborn and just laid there.

Instead of easy shots, I am now getting this:

and this:

as well as this:

and this:

Anywho, the first one was the best that I could do. We go to the doc on Tuesday, so I do not have any stats to report right now. However, if I had to guess I would say that he is 100 pounds and 100 inches long. He has been such a happy baby with no terrible signs of acid reflux! Yay! He is drooling quite a bit and has been chewing on everything in sight, so I am assuming that he is teething??? Don't really know...this is my first child. Speaking of first child, lately I have been really sad at how big he is getting and I have been trying to "gently" approach the topic of having another one with Lee. Haha. If you know me, then you know that when I say "gently", I mean opposite day. I talk about it all the time. Lee keeps telling me that we should "table the conversation for now." I just think that means we can talk about it again very soon :). I know that I am crazy, so no need to tell me. I am sure that hubs won't be on board for a while, but I am having a blast with Knox and feel like I want 50 more!

I hope everyone is having a great holiday season so far. I love December. It is my favorite month. If Lee would let me, I would keep the tree up 12 months out of the year!

I came across this verse today, and it was so refreshing to me, and also convicting...

"Jesus is the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty." John 6:35

Sometimes (O.K, a lot of times) I get distracted and try to fill myself with meaningless things of the world...especially during this time of year. But reading this verse just reminded me that He is the only one that can satisfy me, and that I will fail when I look elsewhere. It seems so simple, but sometimes it can be so hard for me, and I hate that. Anyways, I hope this verse blesses you today like it did me and reminds you that it really is all about Him...

Tree hunting and Anniversary!

Lee and I went and hunted down our 4th family Christmas tree on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. I was a little sad this year since this was the very first time that I have not been with my family for the big event, but since I had my 2 favorite boys with me...I made it through :). It is always a treat watching my hubby chop down the tree. As I stated in a previous blog, he does not know how to "dress down", so he is always the best dressed person on the Christmas tree farm. I snagged a few pics of him sawing the tree down, and don't doubt that he commented on the fact that his clothes were getting dirty! God love him!

Knox found the tree he wanted!

A pic of tough guy stretching it out for the chop down:

In action...

And...I don't have any pics of the final product up and decorated. We started to decorate Sunday night, and then we left Monday morning for the Grand Hotel to celebrate our anniversary. I can't believe we have been married for 3 years. I won't start on how blessed I feel for the Lord bringing Lee into my life or how much I love him... because I am not sure that I would be able to stop, so I will spare you :). I will say that Christ has chosen an amazing partner for me to share my life with, be stretched in ways that I could have never imagined, and experience the most unconditional love that I don't deserve! I love this man, and I am so honored to be his wife!

In front of the Christmas tree in the lobby of the Grand Hotel:

Here we are at Jesse's...our favorite restaurant. It was the perfect night to go since we were practically the only ones in the place! We ate delicious food and talked for hours about the first 3 years of our marriage, as well as hopes and dreams for the next 60!

Someone's ready....

to meet this "San-T Clause" he's been hearing so much about :)

I Don't want to Raise Successful Children

I found the following post on my friend Amy's blog. The title really stuck out to me, so I read it. I don't have any school-aged children quite yet, but I loved the message. If you have a few minutes you should read it. This is definitely something that I think every mother might struggle with along their parenting career. How awesome it is to be encouraged by this and reminded of truth...

I Don't Want to Raise Successful Children
19 Nov 2009
Lysa TerKeurst
"Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it." Proverbs 22:6 (NIV)

I don't want to raise successful children. That's a shocking thing to read, and a shocking thing for a mother to type. So, let me clarify.

I used to define success according to my child's report card. Good grades and academic achievement would surely equal a good child with great potential in this world. But then several of my children wound up being average students with average grades. Though we carted them off to tutors and spent many a late night at the kitchen table helping them, they remained average. And I remained concerned and frustrated.

One report card day I found myself facedown in the fibers of my carpet crying and wonderi ng, "Where have I gone wrong as a mom?"

I dug into Scriptures. I begged God for wisdom and discernment. I prayed for God's perspective with each of my kids. Finally, one day it dawned on me - what if I simply chose to embrace the natural bent of each of my kids as God's way to protect them and keep them on the path toward His best plans for their lives?

What if my A student needs academic success to prepare her for God's plans while my average to below-average student needs to be steered away from a more academic future? What if my sports star kid needs that athletic excellence for his future assignments by God, but my benchwarmer kid is being protected from getting off course by her lack in this area?

And that's when it finally dawned on me. My job isn't to push success for my kids. My job as a parent is to recognize the unique way God created each child and point them to Jesus at every turn along their journey toward adulthood. Yes, I wan t my kids to learn and thrive and grow up educated, but it's not a flaw in me or them if they don't have straight A report cards and trophy cases full of sports medals.

Proverbs 22:6 says, "Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it" (NIV).

I am challenged to ponder these words, "… in the way he should go." Are we training our kids that the "way he should go" is to chase worldly achievement or to chase God? Whatever they learn to chase as a child, they will chase as adults. Therefore, we must be challenged to honestly assess the way we are pointing them to go.

My daughter, Hope, is one of my average students. She has also warmed many a bench in the sports she's tried, and can always be found hiding on the back row of the stage during school concerts. Using the world's benchmarks for achievement, Hope wouldn't be seen as a child positioned for success. But God…

This past January, my 15 year old Hope, shocked me when she announced she wanted to go to Ethiopia with some missionary friends of ours and live in the remote African bush for the summer. Yes, she may not have trophies and straight A report cards but she does have a heart of gold. And because she's not entrenched in sports and academic pursuits that could have created obligations for her summer, she was free to go to Africa. Free to chase God in a really big way.

One of the first e-mails she sent me from Ethiopia read, "Mom, I've fallen in love with the AIDS orphanage children. They rushed at me when I held my arms out and I tried with all my might to hold all 30 of them at once. I love it here."

Now, don't get me wrong. I do expect Hope to return to her studies this fall, give 100% effort, and finish her high school career having done her very best. She will most likely then go to college. But she probably won't be delivering the valedictorian address or wearing the honors cords and medals. She'll be the on e with a vision of a dying AIDS orphan pressing against her heart ready to chase God's plans to the ends of the earth.

So back to my original statement, I don't want to raise successful children. It's true, I don't. Though Hope's sister coming behind her is an A student and can always be found on the front row of school performances - we don't chase after success for her either. I trust God that she needs those things in her life for the plans He's unfolding in her life. We train with that bent in mind. But, we don't chase it. Just like Hope, we point her in the direction of God at every turn and pray like crazy.

I stand by what I said and I'll say it again, I don't want to raise successful children. Because--- raising God-honoring adults who will set the world on fire for Christ is just so much more rewarding.

The Ladies' Man

Well, for those of you who were praying for us today, thank you so much! Your prayers were greatly appreciated and definitely heard! Let me give you a little run down of today's events:

We woke up this morning and had our last feeding at 7 a.m. We played for a while, Knox took a little bath, and then he watched mommy finish getting ready for the day. We loaded up the car and drove around for a bit to waste time and assure that he would be asleep since he would be a rather hungry baby if he were awake. He did awesome! Napped the entire time! When we got to the Imaging Center, I started to get really nervous and sad. We checked in waited for what felt like 2 seconds before they called his name. Here's the funny part. Lee and I told the lady that he was probably going to scream as soon as he woke up and that they needed to be prepared. She just smiled at us and told us it would be fine, and she let us go to the back area and into the imaging room to take his clothes off and sit with him for a minute. When we got to the back, out came 3 of the CUTEST young nurses I have ever seen!!!!! We woke Knox up and as soon as he laid eyes on them he smiled the BIGGEST smile! I was so shocked. We totally thought he would freak out and scream due to starvation. Nope, not Knoxie. We got him down to his diaper and since it was cold they let us wrap him in his blanket. The girls were loving him and he was FOR SURE loving them. When I had to hand him over and leave, I teared up and reluctantly gave him to the nurse. He just looked at me like, "bye mom." I was certain that he would freak out at any moment...especially when they had to give him the barium. The girls were so sweet and they assured me everything would be fine and that it would not take long at all. We sat in the hallway outside the door waiting for the horrific "I want my mommy" screams. Nothing. 5 minutes passed, nothing. Then 10 minutes rolled around, and out came the 3 nurses taking turns holding Knox while he was cooing, smiling, and blowing bubbles at them! Lee and I died laughing! They were eating him up and he loved it! They said he did great, drank all that he was suppose to, and didn't make a peep. Stinker! Apparently, I had absolutely to worry about. The procedure was wayyyy harder on me than it was for him. I think he would do it again tomorrow if I let him :).

We head to the specialist on Monday morning to get the results. Thanks again for your prayers and encouragement!

It will all be over within 24 hours...

Well, it looks like Knox's appointment is scheduled for tomorrow at 11:30. He won't be able to eat 4 hours beforehand. I'm thinking that I will just feed him pretty much all morning and then give him a bath right after, which he loves. After that we will play for a little while and then I will just hop in the car and drive around for a good bit before we head to the appt. He usually really likes the car and seems to fall asleep while I'm driving most of the time, so I am really praying he sleeps the majority of the time. I spoke to the nurse today and she told me that we are not allowed to go back with him due to radiation precautions. That was unexpected and hard to hear. I freaked out a little this morning, but then my mother-in-law reminded me of some much needed truth: Knox belongs to the Lord...not to us...and He will be with Knox throughout the entire procedure. That was very refreshing to hear and has given me peace this afternoon.

I had a little chat with Knoxie and told him about what was going to go down tomorrow. Here is how he reacted after I told him:

I am having WHAT done tomorrow???

I can't eat for HOW long?

O.K., fine, but I better be rewarded some ice cream for my troubles!

"Knoxter the Lobster"

Knoxie had a great first Halloween, however we didn't get too many pictures of his little lobster costume. He wasn't exactly diggin' the hat! He had a great time, though, hanging out with his cousins and going trick or treating with them...

On a side note, once again things have been going downhill with the Prevacid that we have been using for his acid reflux. I spoke with the doctor on Saturday and it looks like Knox has to have an upper G.I. scan at Baptist East. Apparently they will papoose him and give him barium to drink so that they can watch how it is digested through an x-ray type machine. I have been doing some research and have read that they aren't allowed to eat 6 hours prior to the test. I am seriously hoping that's not the case. Man, oh man, there will be some tears around this house if that's true...his AND mine. Anyways, although its a little scary for a first time mom to hear that he has to have a test like this, hopefully we will find some answers and be able to treat it for good. Please keep us in your prayers...

Balding already??????

Holy pajamas! I woke up to my baby's head of hair looking like this:

What in the world????? I mean, he seriously had an even amount of hair all over his head 2 days ago! Yesterday I noticed it a little, but when I picked him up from his crib this morning I pretty much saw my reflection in his bald spot (and once again noticed how terrible my own hair is looking!)! I heard that babies sometimes loose their hair, but I had no idea it would be this sudden? I thought I was past the the stage of hair loss?? Has this happened to anyone else? This drastic? Will it all fall out? Grow back soon?? Normally I wouldn't really care... but this is 911, people!! 3 month pictures will be taken this weekend!!!

Happy 3 months, Foxie!!

I can't believe that it has been 3 months!! Honestly, sometimes I feel like it has been 3 years, thanks to the acid reflux situation, but now that things have been so much better I look at him now and feel a little sad about how big he is. At church yesterday we were talking to some friends that had a 1 and a half week old. That baby looked soooo tiny next to Knox. Even though we had sort of a rough start, I would never trade it and I am sad to know that I will never get that "new baby" stage back with Knoxie. It's kind of funny because I was thinking yesterday that because we went through a hard beginning and are now able to see through all the smoke, I feel like that has drawn us closer?? Weird?? I don't know. Maybe it's just that I am just now able to really enjoy him and relax a little. I also know that I should be thankful because in retrospect there are thousands of other people who are dealing with much worse.

Anyways, 3 months ago I was in labor as we speak! I remember waking up before Lee, feeling like something might be happening but didn't want to call the Dr. and risk embarrassment of a false alarm. I went to get some cereal and definitely realized something was different. Woke Lee up (which can be a challenge) and told him. He didn't really believe me :). I walked to the bathroom and then all of a sudden...Woosh! Lee even heard my water break from the bedroom and he flew out of bed to come help me. I was totally grossed out. By the time we called the doctor and all of our family I was in the worse pain of my life. After attempting to get a shower and finish packing my bags, Lee had to pretty much carry me out of the house. I was screaming BLOODY MURDER! Everyone had previously told us that if my water were to break I needed to relax, take a shower, maybe get a nap in...it was going to take a while. Please. I have never experienced such quickening pain in my life. So...Lee sped to the hospital looking like he had seen a ghost, I screamed the entire way (while trying to fix my hair...a failed attempt), and when we got there I told Lee not to get me a wheel chair...that I could walk by myself. I took 2 steps inside the front doors and my knees buckled. Watching Lee run around the hospital like a chicken without it's head was priceless. It was a Sunday so not many people were around, and Lee was screaming for help. Haha. By the time I got checked in and into a room, the doc came to check me...5 cm dilated. Within an hour I was 9 cm dilated. Funny that my name is Regan because if you would have seen me before the epidural (yes, I am weak. I got the drugs), I was clenching the bed and screaming at the top of my lungs while having convulsions...you might have been reminded of Regan from the movie "The Exorcist." As soon as they gave me the epidural it was like nothing had happened. Like I wasn't even in labor. Good stuff. Anyways, once my family got there (they all had to speed form Mobile and Spanish Fort), I pushed for 20 min and little Knoxie was here! Wow. I had no intention of typing any of this story, but once I started I couldn't stop. It is such a fun memory for us. I originally planned to be induced on that following Tuesday, and even though the way it happened was hectic, I love that we will always remember it the way we do and will be able to look back and laugh. Thanks for taking a stroll down memory lane with me.

Here's Foxie's 3 month crib picture. This little stinker is growing like a weed! We don't go back to the doctor until his 4 month check up, so I don't have any stats. He loves sitting in his bumbo seat, watching Praise Baby DVD's, looking at and listening to his monkey mobile, taking baths, checking out Maddox, smiling and laughing at me singing (should I be offended? I don't think he's laughing "with" me, if you know what I mean), car rides, being read to, and going on walks with mommy and daddy. Oh, and he loves to be outside. Loves it. As you saw in the last post, he is Lee's mini. Although, his hair is RED! Lee's had some red in it when he was little, which is crazy to me because it is so dark now. Who knows what Knox's will end up doing. I just pray that his temper won't match his hair right now :)

We went to the park after church yesterday. Please excuse my hair in the pic. Be comforted by the fact that I have a hair appt this Friday. I know it definitely comforts me. Oh, and don't doubt that I am rocking my Chi-O tee from college. It was breezy out and I don't have many long sleeve tee shirts. Don't judge me. Lee, of course, changed from his church attire into a polo button down. He knows not the meaning of casual attire, making me look like a slob half of the time!

Lee Lawson...

could never ever deny his child (not that he wants to :))!

Knox:

Knox:

Lee:

Lolli came and watched Knox for a little bit the other day and took these pictures! I knew Knox looked like Lee, but when I saw these pics side by side...goodness! The only difference is Knox has more red in his hair and his eyes are blue. Other than that...it's a mini-Lee (and i LOVE it!)!

Surprise!

My sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet friend Chastity came over tonight so that Lee and I could go on an actual date!! Without a baby! We surprised Lee and didn't tell him, so when she showed up Lee was like, "Ummm, Hi Chas!?! Whats up?" It was really funny. He was very shocked and surprised that I would leave the house without Knox (only for about an hour, by the way. Still not ready for long absences :)) As much as I love Knox, it was a nice treat to get out of the house and have an adult dinner - stress free! I love Chas. She is so sweet. We were roommates in college and now we go to church together. She has the most incredible heart. I am very thankful for her friendship, and I am so glad we live in the same town again. She is definitely a baby lover, and I hope to one day soon be watching her little ones so that she can have a date night with her hubby! Thanks, Chas! You rock (sorry that your head got cut off a little in this pic)!

Knox just woke up from his nap and had a fun surprise waiting on him!

Lee's excited face...and showing Chas how to use the remote. She looks so tiny compared to him...

Sweet friend!

"Foxie Knoxie"

Since things were pretty tough at the Lawson residence there for a while, I went home to my mom and sister quite a bit for the extra help. Here are a few snaps that were taken while we were down there. The girls are absolutely obsessed with "baby Knox" and are thrilled every time we come down. Sister usually doesn't tell them, we let it be a surprise. It's way fun because most of the time the big girls are in school and when they come home Knox and I will hide somewhere in the house and they FREAK OUT when they find us...sometimes I put Knox in his car seat on the front steps and ring the doorbell and hide in the bushes and Robyn lets them answer, etc. They started calling Knox "Foxie Knoxie" from the very beginning and my sister and I died laughing! love those girls. They are the cutest, sweetest things ever and I feel like they are mine half the time. Still hoping that someday soon we will be reunited!!!

Hanging out on Carley's bed...

Letting Ashton sing to me...

"Big-sister cousin" holding me (thats what Carley calls herself)

All this loving is making me sleepy :)

And we can't forget "Mama Abbie"...always taking care of everyone!

How can you not love her??????

They even love my first born just the same...