We are family...... Emma got a new doll! Wait, that is her brother........ Sockies are hard to get stuff out of.... Can I get a what, what, from Xander G. New sockies....(what Davis calls them...) " Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men." ~Luke 2:14~

We have called our belly buttons as well as our nipples buttons for a long time now. Davis is aware that Alexander drinks milk from my buttons. Today, Davis informed us that he has milk in his buttons. He was going to feed Emma and Max (the dog). It went something like this: Davis: I have milk in my buttons. Emma: giggling Davis: Here Emma, drink it my milk. Go ahead. You'll like it. Taste it. (While walking toward her, lifting up his shirt. Then trying to grab her by the back of the head and shove her on. ) It was hysterical. Really. I was laughing so hard. And trying to nurse the baby. He tried to get Max to drink after Emma refused. Max was not having it either. Who knew breastfeeding could be dangerous?

Time does fly by. Mr. Alexander Pants (why I call him that, I have no clue) was one month old yesterday. He is doing well. We all are. I realize this photo looks a little funny because of the angle, but I love it. Alexander's eyes are open and he looks like a little man. I think he may be thinking, "weird lady, put down the stupid camera and give me your boob." And the best gifts EVAH... (Davis wanted to holded his baby....)