That week in July (after I had a baby)

No, I am definitely not in this picture.  That would’ve been insane & scary all at the same time.  I was recovering from childbirth while my family was having fun on the water celebrating the arrival of our new little bundle…

or the 4th of July, one of the two.

My in-laws showing the water who’s boss:

My husband trying to show the water who’s boss:

Okay, this one’s better:

My niece, Kate, definitely…without a doubt showing the water who’s boss:

My girls absolutely love tubing.  I’m so glad they had the chance to be out on the water with their Dad while he was here.  They’re still completely enamored by it.

Who Needs A Pool??

This looks like fun.  Messy, but fun.  I’m convinced the girls are glad we came back to the States this summer to have baby Gabe. ;) 

It makes me so happy to know that they’ve been enjoying lots of cousin time.  I mean, few things in life are sweeter than swimming in irrigation water in your panties with a wet dog.  Truly.

Double Trouble

Eleven days after Gabe was born, my brother & his wife welcomed a little baby boy into their family, too.

My heart spills over when I think about the two of them together in heaven before they came to earth.   I’m so happy that Gabe will have a little cousin to play with, a cousin his exact same age.

  Jude Iver Jackson was born an hour & a half after his mama made it to the hospital.  It’s an amazing birth story I tell ya’, but we’re all just glad he made it here safe.

(If I could draw the two of them together, this is what it’d look like, but for now, I’ll just use the cool effects in Picasa.)