Sledding

Either I have a terrible memory, or I have only been sledding 2 times in my whole life.  One of those times doesn't really count because it was on my backyard "hill."  Regardless, this sledding trip was so much fun!  I went down the hill once, but otherwise spent time taking pictures, keeping Wynnlee warm, and guarding the box of donuts.

 Luke went down several times.  He tuckered out towards the end because he was literally too tired to climb the hill again.

McCabe's mittens were several sizes too large.  He didn't notice but I thought it was so cute.

Leighton, on the other hand would have gone sledding all day long.  Not only did he sled the same number of times as Luke and thus walk up the same number of times as Luke, but he also took several trips by himself, and he also ran down the hill after everyone else took their turn to carry their sled back up for them.  I think it is safe to say that Leighton had a great time.  We all had a great time.

Eating & Playing

Watching my kiddos grow is such a delight.  From meal times to play times and all the other stuff in-between.  It is just awesome. 

Bounce House SuperBowl Party

Thanks to 2 families in our bible study who own bounce houses, we had quite the SuperBowl celebration.  The kids had a blast bouncing around and the parents enjoyed chatting, eating, parenting rowdy bouncing children, and watching a tiny bit of the game on the big screen at church.

Wynnlee is Sitting

Wynnlee is confidently sitting up and enjoy the view of her brothers running circles around her!

The Girl

I LOVE being a mother to this sweet girl.  Wynnlee is such a blessing to us.  We are equally as delighted with how God made her, as we are for each of our boys.  Each time we have welcomed home a baby, we are delighted and overjoyed and thankful and attached and humbled and totally in love with them.  Adding Wynnlee did the same.  And having our first girl made it wonderful in a whole new way.  People always ask me if having a girl is different.  I always tell them, "it shouldn't be different because she nurses, sleeps, smiles, grows, loses hair, cries, and does everything else by the book just as the boys did, but yet it is wildly different." 

There is something beautifully different about having a girl.  

I can't put my finger on it.

It's not the bows.

It's not the shoes.

It's not the colors.

It's not the methods.

It's not the needs.

I can't put my finger on it.

There is just something beautifully different about having a girl.

I can tell Luke is different around her. And interestingly enough, in all the observing I get to do as a mom, I have noticed that my the boys are different around her too.  They know she is a girl and they know, though they wouldn't describe it this way, that she is beautifully different.

So here are some pictures of Wynnlee.  Beautiful Wynnlee.