Friday, June 28, 2013

Andy's 2nd Birthday Party

We threw Andy a very simple birthday party with our Round Rock friends a few days before his birthday.  He absolutely loved it.  He loved having so much attention.  Plus, he got cake and ice cream! I tried to surprise him with a Mickey Mouse cake, but he was more interested in the candles, of course. We got him a tricycle.  He doesn't really use it or love it as much as I'd hoped, but he'll grow into it.  He's not quite tall enough to reach the peddles, so he scoots around on it for a couple minutes each day until he gets too frustrated.  Back to the party: he loved having so many of his friends there, both young and old.  Our friends here really are more like family and we're so grateful we can celebrate life's milestones with them!

Everyone singing Happy Birthday to Andy: (cutest thing you've ever seen, guaranteed)

Some pictures:
Andy with his buddies Maya & Amelia!
I'm pretty proud of this.

Yummy ice cream!
Opening Kasee & Jason's cute gifts.

He loves playing with Jason & Tim!

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Andy: 2 Years Old

Where has the time gone? We can't believe our darling boy is already two.  We spent his actual birthday in California spending time with Grandpa Greg, Grandma Kathy, and Great-Grandma Liz.  He loved every second of the day, especially when they sang happy birthday to him at lunch and brought him an ice cream cookie.  He had a birthday party before we left for California with our friends here in Texas, which deserves its own post.  Anyway, some things about darling Andy at this age, which we are absolutely loving:
  • Wow, this boy active!  He has one speed: running.  He literally runs in circles most of the day. He's all-boy, loves jumping and wrestling and such.  It sure keeps me busy, but I love it.  
  • He loves to tease.  He loves to play little jokes on me, like hiding behind the stairs when we're supposed to be going inside.  Or running from me (not my favorite).  Or making it impossible to put his pants on.  He gets this mischievous look and giggles.  
  • He loves to sing!  He always asks me to sing "a song?"  This is a recent development.  About two months ago he randomly started singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star," even though I hadn't really sang it to him much?  That became his favorite song and the only one he would sing.  A few weeks ago he suddenly started singing loads of different songs: Old Mcdonald, the ABC song, Wheels on the Bus, Itsy Bitsy Spider, You Are My Sunshine, etc.  He also has two very random favorite songs from the primary songbook: the "Hello" song (and he nods his head whenever he says hello for some reason?) and "Here We Are Together," and he shouts each member of our family's name while pointing to them.  It's all pretty darn adorable.  He's also really good at "Slippery Fish" from his music group.  He always shouts "Oh no!" adorably.  
  • He loves to do puzzles.  He's so good at them too!  He easily does puzzles for 3+ years.  He also loves to throw the pieces all over the house when he's done with them, which isn't exactly my favorite thing.  He also loves shapes and is very good at identifying them.  
  • He is obsessed with the pool and asks me to go swimming a few times a day.  
  • Unfortunately, he's a bit of a bully with a few friends, usually those younger/smaller/more passive than him.  We are working on not throwing things, hitting, etc.  Thankfully he doesn't tend to do it at nursery. Time out doesn't seem to get through to him, so we're still looking for other options.  
  • He is incredibly social and friendly.  He loves to be in large groups and definitely makes his presence known.  He says "hi!" and "bye!" to everyone at the grocery store.  He makes friends everywhere we go.  He loves to be the center of attention.  If he feels like people aren't paying enough attention to him, he starts shrieking.  Working on that one too...
  • Thankfully, his horrible allergy cough (which lasted a mere 3 months) has passed, and he's back to being a great sleeper.  He sleeps 10-11 hours at night (8-6:30 or so) naps for a good 2.5 or 3 hours during the day (1-3:30 or so).  He talks for a long while in his bed before he falls asleep, reading himself a stack of books before he conks out.  He's very good at his bedtime routine and often tries to climb into his crib himself.  We especially love his sweet bedtime prayers, which are unintelligible other than "amen," but are said in the sweetest, soft prayer voice.  
  • "It's fun?!" He says this a lot, though we're not sure he's saying it as a question or a statement? It's pretty cute.  He'll be jumping on the bed and turn to me and say, "It's fun?!" 
  • He calls TV, "something."  This comes from me saying, "Do you want to watch something?" It's too cute to correct.  Whenever he wants to watch a show, he comes to me and says, "Something??" Thankfully we can limit TV a little bit better these days than we could when I was sick.  We stick with 30 minutes in the morning while I shower and get ready; he watches whatever happens to be on PBS.  He likes "Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood" a lot.  
  • His speaking has exploded over the past month or so.  He copies the last word of everything we say.  It's so fun to see what new words and phrases he picks up each day.  He's learning is direction words right now (up, down, out, in, etc.) and gets "up" and "out" confused.  It's pretty cute.  His favorite word this week is, "Big!"  He calls everything, "Big!" 
  • He's a BIG boy.  He won't get measured and weighed until the end of August, but he's about 32 lbs and is very tall for his age.  
  • Still a bad eater.  He's unwilling to even try most foods.  He's obsessed with grapes lately, which he calls cherries despite my continuous corrections.  His other favorite foods: bananas, eggs, milk (new development: never used to drink it), cereal, cheese sticks, apples, occasionally PB & J, yogurt, granola bars, etc.  
  • He still has a huge head.  (98% or something?)  This makes putting on his shirts kind of painful for the poor guy, even after I sit and stretch the opening.  He whines until his head finally pushes through, and he weakly whimpers, "Peekaboo."  Cutest thing ever.  
  • He is an excellent dirty look giver and has a very convincing pouty face.  
  • He's really good about leaving fun places.  He's really sweet about it--he doesn't throw a fit or anything.  He just waves and says, "Buh bye Park!" or "Buy bye Swimming!" 
  • When he can't find something (like his shoes or Dada) he walks around saying, "Shoes?! Where are you?!" "Dada?! Where are you?!" 
  • He's very polite and says thank you unprompted all the time.  
  • He loves to take our hands, say "walk," and lead us places he wants us to go. 
  • He loves the park.  He loves slides and loves climbing.  He loves throwing balls too.  
  • He loves to point things out and needs me to acknowledge that I know what he's saying.  He loves to point out the mickey mouse on his diapers.  He loves to listen for airplanes and trains and then point them out.  Every time he sees a star he says, "Twinkle, twinkle little star!" really fast.  The funniest thing he points out are trucks.  Literally every time he sees a truck he says, "Big truck!"  And he keeps saying it louder and louder until you agree, "Yes, big truck!" Now, there are lots of trucks in Texas.  This means the entire time we're in the car is pretty much a continuous stream of, "Big truck!...Big truck!...Big truck!" Am I a bad mom if I admit it is getting mildly annoying? :) 
  • He's definitely an only child and is given plenty of attention.  Most times it's not good enough to hold one person's hand--he has to hold both of our hands.  I think we may struggle a bit when baby #2 comes along...
  • He likes to color.  He has a coloring book and crayons and always asks to get up in his booster seat and color.  However, this usually means he just wants to organize his crayons, taking them in and out of the box.  
  • Everyone always comments on what a happy boy Andy is.  It's true!  He's a happy little guy! Especially when he gets his way. ;) He's an absolute joy to have in our home; we're so grateful he's in our family. 
It's pretty hard to get a decent picture of him these days, with all the wiggles and the strange smile he gives on command, but here are some attempts: 
Yes, this counts as one of his "better" pictures. 

On the day of his 2nd Birthday!
Is there anything sweeter than a little one, fresh out of the bath? 

Monday, June 17, 2013

Since Amsterdam

I haven't done a very good job and documenting some of the big and small things we've been doing since we got back from Amsterdam.  Even though the majority of that time was spent in bed (ugh), we did manage to fit in some fun things.  Here's a little update of what we've been up to:

  • Piano Teaching: One of my favorite new additions to the past few months has been teaching piano.  I've had seven students the past few months, and I absolutely love it.  It was a little challenging to be a little sick and teach, but I even loved it then.  Now that I'm feeling better, it's some of my favorite time of the week.  I have great students!  I forget I'm actually paid for it, I love it so much.  
  • Callings: In church I was called to be the Relief Society Meeting Coordinator.  It has been a little daunting and very time consuming, but I'm really enjoying it.  Cam is the Ward Music Chair, and always has his eye out for potential sacrament meeting musical numbers.
  • Parties! Our fantastic friends here in Round Rock always plan the funnest activities.  We've had a Pi Day Party, a picnic at the park, a Memorial Day BBQ, a Bridal Shower for Margo, a St. Patrick's Day Party, Easter at the McFarlands, a Luau thrown by the Nields, a Cragun Goodbye Party, a Birthday Party for Tim, a Clothing Exchange, and I'm sure even more things I'm forgetting.  There have been a couple girls nights and guys nights thrown in there too.  Oh and there was a Dell night at Round Rock Express (baseball) we went to.  
    Andy at the ball game.  He loved it!
  • Date Nights: We've found a great babysitter, Laura, who Andy loves!  She does such a great job and makes us feel totally comfortable leaving Andy.  We've gone on quite a few fun dates the past few a movie, a great dinner downtown with Kasee and Jason, and other fun stuff.  
  • Cam's Family Visited: Greg, Kathy, and Brendan came to visit during Conference Weekend.  We had such a great time!  We went to the park, had cupcakes, went to The Oasis for dinner, went to The Salt Lick, went to a car show, saw the bats downtown (Cam and I had never seen them!), and ate at one of our favorite places downtown, Eastside Cafe.  I don't have a single picture; I need to steal some from Kathy and post them.  We loved having them visit so much!  It makes us wish family lived closer.  
  • Suzanne's Wedding: My beautiful cousin Suzanne got married in Dallas mid-April.  My mom flew into Dallas; I drove up and met her there.  We had a fantastic weekend spending time with the Harrington clan!  The first day was a little rough--I got stuck in traffic on the way up, I felt really sick all day, my phone ran out of power so I couldn't use the GPS to find the airport and pick up my mom, we couldn't find our hotel because of construction, etc.  Luckily, the rest of the weekend was amazing!  It was so fun to spend one-on-one time with my mom, the wedding was beautiful, and it was fun to have a weekend away.  My mom and I drove back to Austin together, and we had a great time with Cameron and Andy for a day before she flew home.  We introduced her to Torchy's Tacos, and she loved it.  
    Who looks this beautiful with no make-up in their 50's?  My mom. We ate at Einstein's a lot, since I could keep it down.
    Dallas Temple.
    Chris and Suzanne.  She was absolutely radiant.  So happy for them!
  • Tough Mudder: Cam trained for and participated in the Austin Tough Mudder back in April with a bunch of work friends.  He was so dedicated about his training and really enjoyed it! 

  • West's Baby Blessing: We went to visit Aisling (Cam's cousin), Bryan, Carter, and West a couple of weeks ago for baby West's blessing.  We had a so much fun!  It had been almost a year since we'd seen them.  Andy and Carter had a blast playing all day.  I don't think Andy's ever had so much fun playing with someone.  They made us a delicious meal, as usual.  The blessing was beautiful.  We got to meet darling baby West.  It was a great day.  We're lucky to have some family somewhat nearby!  
    Carter and Andy
  • Goodbye Craguns: Sadly, our good friends the Craguns moved back to Utah.  We're happy for them (great new job, they'll live by family), but we miss them dearly!  Charlie's Andy's good buddy, so it was sad to split those two up.  
    At a farewell park visit with Lindsey and Charlie.  Charlie was having more fun than it looks like.
Now that I'm feeling better, everyday life has been great!  Each day I'm so amazed and grateful at my ability to eat and how much more energy I have.  I've been able to get our place organized, keep things clean(er), and make meals.  We go on morning exercise walks with our friends a couple days a week. We've gone to a darling music group once a week at our friend Janssen's house.  Andy and I enjoy the park and lots of walks on the path near our house, usually in the morning hours when it's not too hot.  Andy asks me every day to go swimming--he loves it.  And we're lucky enough to have a pool right outside our door!  So we end up going a few days a week.  Andy is 100% rough and tumble boy, and he keeps me busy chasing him all day.  We're enjoying life!
Andy feeding the ducks.  A favorite activity of his!
Children's Museum visit on a rainy saturday.
On our Mother's Day picnic.
This smile!  Andy and I made cookies together the other day.  He loved dumping in ingredients, stirring them, watching them bake, and most of all eating them (after picking the chocolate chips out first, of course).

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Utah: My Grandpa Winterton's Funeral

I returned from my first Utah trip on May 4, and my sweet Grandpa Boyd Winterton passed away on May 7.  Andy and I hopped back on a plane and went back to Utah for the funeral.  We stayed from May 10-14.  I'm so glad we went!  The flights were a bit of a challenge, and it's always hard to travel alone with Andy, but it was such a blessing to be able to go back.  My sister Christine flew in from Ohio--it was so wonderful to spend time with her.  I hadn't seen her since August and had never met her adorable son Sam, my first nephew!  The weekend happened to overlap with Mother's Day; I can't remember the last time we could all be together to celebrate with my mom.  Plus, my cousin Stephen got married while we were there.  Basically, it ended up being a wonderful time to visit.  I got to spend time with family members I rarely see.  I got to play the piano at my Grandpa's funeral.  The funeral and burial were emotional for me, but not in a sad kind of way.  My grandpa was nearly ninety, and he'd been suffering for a few years and hadn't been himself.  I'm so grateful to know that he's in a better, more comfortable place.  It was a really special weekend to be able to reflect on the special, wonderful man my Grandpa was and is.  I'm so grateful I was able to be there.  

I was blessed to live within thirty minutes of my Grandpa essentially my whole life, so I spent lots of time with him: birthday dinners, Christmases, piano competitions and recitals, cabin sunday dinners, vacations in Teton Village at the Hostel, 4th of July Breakfasts, and lots more.  Things I want to remember about him:  He was the life of the party.  He had a magnificent presence.  He loved to sing Camelot songs along with the eight-track recording up at the cabin.  I remember his long, florid, speech-like prayers, which really were so beautiful, even though we loved to giggle.  I remember him always looking at my sisters and me and saying, "There's a word for this: pulchritude!" I remember how he always said, "Bravo!" after I played the piano.  I remember how he loved telling his pink-a ice cream story.  (Which I still don't understand?) He never let anything go to waste; once he drank my leftover cereal milk when I was going to throw it out.  He loved his country and was fiercely patriotic.  I remember him coming down the stairs with his random Christmas gifts, like toothpaste, every Christmas Eve with his "Ho Ho Ho!" I remember him reading the nativity as the grandkids acted it out.  When asking me about my life, he always asked how things were on the fast track.  I remember his scratchy kisses on my cheek from his stubble.  He was a tender, sweet, lively, intelligent, spiritual, successful man, and I'm honored to call him Grandpa.  

A few pictures to remember him:
I'll always remember him in his Christmas getup. 
On my way to England! Doesn't he look handsome here?
Andy with his Great-Grandpa Boyd.  Have you ever seen a more beautiful head of white hair?
Pictures from the trip: 
My mom with all her siblings and my Grandma at the viewing.  Reid, Paul, Ann, Vern, Grandma, Dale, and my beautiful mom Jean.
My mom and Grandma Bonnie.
Cousin picture at the cemetery in Charleston. 

Andy and I on Mother's Day.  So grateful to be this sweet boy's mom!
Me and my beautiful sisters!
Andy loves his Grandpa!  By the way, have you ever seen such a fit and young looking 55 year old? 
Cousins!  Andy and Sam.  
Christine and I with our boys.
I don't expect anyone to read the rest of this, but I want to document it somewhere.  My cousin Jessica wrote this fantastic life sketch about my Grandpa based on a series of interviews she conducted with him a few years ago.  I learned so much about him as it was read at his funeral and want to have it recorded somewhere so I can always re-read it and remember my Grandpa.  

Boyd W. Winterton's Life Sketch

Boyd "W" Winterton was born on August 11, 1923 to Sheila Ann Carlile and Thomas Fredrich Winterton. He was born inside a little red-brick home in Charleston, Utah - the second home in all of Heber Valley to have indoor plumbing.  

Boyd was the fourth of five children – Velda, Neil, Dale, and “Beautiful Wilma” as he liked to called her. 

His childhood home occupied about 200 acres in Charleston, Utah and his father used this land for farming, raising dairy cows, and cattle ranching. Boyd – being the youngest of the boys – was in charge of the dairy cows and learned the value of working hard at a very early age.

(In fact, when he was five he thought he should be off to do bigger and better things.  He told his mom he was leaving and she said, “Well, I’d better make you a sandwich”.  She packed a lunch for him and asked him where he would sleep that night.  He told her he would be fine in a pasture somewhere… but around dusk he started remembering his room and turned around and came home)

Although his childhood overlapped the great depression, Boyd never felt like his family was touched by the turmoil that gripped the rest of the nation. Since his family always grew or raised their own food, the depression didn’t seem to affect their life in Charleston.  When asked about it, he often said, “What great depression?” 

But his childhood was touched by other tragedies.  When Boyd was about five or six years old, his older brother Dale died of pneumonia (9).  And when Boyd was only 14, his father, who had never fully recovered from a bought of flu, became ill and died. Boyd was close to his father and that death forced him to grow up very quickly. His father’s passing also took a heavy toll on Boyd’s mother whose own father had died only two weeks earlier. Not long after the deaths, she sold the family’s farm and moved to Mesa, Arizona. Boyd finished out his sophomore year at Wasatch High School while living with his uncle Leo and then moved to Arizona to be with the family.

In spite of being the new kid in town, Boyd thrived in Mesa. It was while attending Mason (Mesa?) Union High School that he recognized his knack for politics. He became Mesa’s mayor for a day and was a member of the National Honor Society. After graduating high school in 1941, he went on to become the Freshman and Sophomore president at Arizona State College. He was also actively involved in his fraternity – Lambda Phi Sigma and planned to become student body president during his senior year… but it was war time and 1942 brought different plans.

Because of his good grades and the skill he demonstrated in his business courses – a Naval recruiter visiting the college recommended that he be transferred to a business school in Flagstaff where he enlisted and represented the Navy on the Student Council. Boyd was quickly recognized for his aptitude in business and was given orders to attend the Harvard Graduate School of Business as a representative of the Navy. If he passed the first semester he would be made an officer… if not, he would be sent to boot camp. Boyd described his time at Harvard as “pure hell”. At one point he went to one of his professors – George Albert Smith, Jr. (who also happened to be his Sunday school teacher) and said, “I’m really struggling… do you think I’m supposed to be here?” Professor Smith said, “Good, Good.  Welcome to the club Boyd.  I had my bags packed to go home have a dozen times before I graduated. If the Navy thinks you can cut it… you’re supposed to be here.  Now get to work.”  Boyd passed, became a junior officer, and went on to complete his education there. Years later, he became the president of the Harvard Business School Club of Utah (65-66).

Boyd remained at Harvard during the final years of combat and didn’t travel overseas with the military until 1945… conducting business for the Naval supply depots in New Guinea, Australia and China. He loved these years with the Navy and came back with fantastic stories of his travels. Boyd did well in the military was offered a position as a senior supply officer… but he had other plans -  he was ready to get married. In 1946, he returned stateside to finish out his years of active duty.

Boyd went to BYU to receive a Masters in Business and was made a member of the prestigious Blue Key Honor Society.  It was there that he met Bonnie Jean Moesser… the “Bell of the Y” and his roommate’s girlfriend. In fact Boyd may have paid for a few of their dates since he often offered his checkbook to roommates “in need”. His roommate spoke so highly of him… that Bonnie eventually dated Boyd. While dating she would call up his apartment and ask to talk to the “Sea Daddy” – a nickname given to him by his roommates.  They loved it when she called.

Bonnie and Boyd dated for six months and were married in the Idaho Falls LDS temple on August 15, 1951. Boyd always claimed that winning Bonnie’s hand was his life’s most important achievement.  
The couple lived in Clearfield, Utah where Boyd served during the first years of the Korean War.  It was there that their first child, Vern, was born in 1952. In Boyd’s words – a “beautiful big baby boy.”   Boyd says he was never nervous about becoming a father, just excited.  

Boyd retired from Active Duty in 1953, but continued his life-long relationship with the military by remaining in the reserves. After leaving active duty, Boyd and Bonnie purchased their first home in Salt Lake City, UT… with a mortgage of $65 per month. In 1954, their daughter, Ann, was born-.the first of his “D.D’s” as he called them – his “Darling Daughters”.

He began his business career in the civilian world by joining the Burroughs Corporation – a computer sales company. His natural skill with people helped him excel in sales and Boyd was even credited with selling the University of Utah their first major computer. He would remain with the Burroughs Corporation for the next 17 years.  

During these years he was transferred twice:  once to Provo in 1955 - where Dale, Reed, and Jean were born, and once in 1960, back to Salt Lake, where they moved into their final home in Millcreek. It was here that their 6th and last child, Paul, was born. 

The birth of four boys made one of his passions even more enjoyable.  Boyd loved the boy scouts of America and served in different positions throughout his life – including 17 years as the Scouts’ Medical Explorer Post Chairman. He earned his Eagle Scout and was awarded the Silver Beaver for all his volunteer work as an adult. But his favorite memories from this time were of taking his sons up to Strawberry Reservoir and floating along on a big rubber raft.  

While Boyd was successful in his work with the Burroughs Corporation, his real life calling was fulfilled when he became a Chaplain for the Veterans of Foreign Wars. For 25 years he served as Hospital Chaplain for the Veterans Administration Medical Center in Salt Lake City, Utah. The last 17 of those years, he was Chief of Chaplains Service - simultaneously filling the rolls of counselor, spiritual advisor, and funeral officiator for veterans and their families.  

One of Commander Winterton’s greatest life honors was being elected to serve under two U.S. presidents as the National Chaplain to the VFW and twice as National Chaplain of Reserve Officers Association. He took his roll as spiritual advisor to about 2.2 million US veterans very seriously and loved these years of dedicated service. (elected 1987-88, reelected 1991-92.)

But his legacy of service didn’t end there. His devotion to those in need began in his early childhood. During the Great Depression his mother gained a reputation of kindness among the homeless railroad tramps.  Two or three times a week, they would make their way from the train cars to her home where she would bring them a meal of giblets and gravy. (She always told Boyd, “You never know… these tramps might be one of the three Nephites).

Boyd followed this example throughout his life and served the homeless for 10 years as a member of the Salt Lake City Ministerial Association. He received the American “In God We Trust” Family Medal from the Family Foundation of America”. He served for six years on the board of the American Red Cross and received the Clara Barton award – the organization’s highest award for service.  Boyd also spent nine years as a member of the Catholic Holy Cross Hospital Pastoral Board. 

From a very early age, Boyd had a strong belief in God and Jesus Christ. This awareness was manifest not only in his public service, but also in service within the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Boyd never served a mission because the year he would have been called was the year we went to war. He received a letter from his bishop in ’42 saying that no mission calls were being issued, but that he would serve a mission for his nation. But Boyd went on to be of great service to his church in other ways - has served as Bishop for one ward, in three Bishoprics, in one stake presidency, in three High Councils, and twice as Ward Clerk, in addition to numerous other Priesthood and Auxiliary positions.  He and Bonnie also served together on the General Music Committee and the Temple Square Concert Series Committee. In 2004, Boyd Winterton was honored by Brigham Young University as one of its most outstanding alumni.

Boyd Winterton had a gift for connecting with people. He was as comfortable associating with U.S. presidents as he was with the many homeless veterans who crossed his path – kind, compassionate, and generous to each. He will be missed.

He is survived by wife, Bonnie; children, Vern Winterton, Ann Harrington, Dale Winterton, Reed Winterton, Jean Messick, and Paul Winterton; Sister, Wilma, as well as 27 grandchildren and 7 great-grandchildren… with three more on the way.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

2nd Annual Galveston Friendcation

Again, I'm going out of order.  But my fantastic friend Kasee just gave me bunch of pictures from our trip to Galveston a few weeks ago, and they're too cute to wait to post!  Just like last year, we rented a beautiful beach house in Galveston with some great friends.  We added two more couples to the group this year and the fun was multiplied!  We had a great time eating plenty of fried fish (Benno's and our new favorite The Spot), playing at the beach, swimming in the pool, and most of all hanging out with our good friends once the kids went to bed talking late into the night.  We feel so grateful to be blessed with such great friends around here.  We ate way too much junk food, stayed up way too late, and had the best time.  

Andy absolutely loved every minute of this trip.  He loved staying in a new house; he and his buddy Charlie went crazy running around when we first got there.  He loved having friends in the house.  He loved doing new things and seeing new places.  He loved swimming.  He loved the beach, once he got over some initial trepidation.  It was such a great trip for our family!  Our european weekend trips were incredible, but it was a nice change to do something more stress-free and relaxing.  And less expensive.  And a little better suited for kids.  We're already so excited to go again next year!

I'm afraid he inherited this lovely facial expression from me. 


Love these ladies dearly!  4 of us are pregnant together!

Running with Uncle Jason!  Running happens to be Andy's activity of choice these days.
Group Shot!