One year ago today we found out that Henry Finn would be joining our family. Of course, we didn't know at that time that he was Henry Finn -- he was just a bold little plus sign on a stick. But we were overjoyed nonetheless, and we celebrated with tacos, chips, and guacamole, as we did tonight it being Cinco de Mayo and all. Huck will be four months old this Saturday, and he is absolutely delightful. I think if someone could just hand me a four month old, I could entertain the idea of having a third child. I never want to be pregnant again, and even though newborns are tiny and miraculous, the sleep deprivation is not at all fun. But four months old is fabulous. Henry is smiley and giggly and content nearly all day long. He fusses when he's hungry or tired and then promptly eats and falls asleep, and he's doing such a good job learning to fall asleep on his own -- not an easy skill to learn as all of you parents know. He has also discovered that his sister is an excellent source of entertainment. Kurt and I had a sign of things to come the other night at dinner when Madelyn was acting up and was about to be sent to a time out. I looked over at Henry who was glued to his sister, smiling from ear to ear, and realized that she was continuing the behavior because it was getting a reaction from her brother. Four months old and he's already egging his sister on to get her in trouble :)
Finally a real live doll to put her her doll stroller! I'm pretty sure this presents some serious safety issues, but she just took him for a short spin around the house and we got a good laugh out of it.
Madelyn and Henry are about two weeks apart in these photos. If their clothes were swapped, I'm not sure even I could tell them apart. 
Maddie has a bazzillion pairs of sunglasses, but what hip mom can say no to purple kids'-sized aviators? Not this one.
We had Henry dedicated to the Lord on Sunday May 8 at our church Mosaic. It also happened to be Mother's Day, which was pretty cool.
Feels like just last year we were up on that stage having Madelyn dedicated. Now look at those long legs of hers!
I will hold this little boy while he sleeps as long as I possibly can. Someday when I'm looking (up) at his grown up chiseled man face, I will treasure these memories.
Madelyn showing off her freshly dilated pupils. We've had some concerns about her vision, so she and I visited a pediatric ophthalmologist the other morning. I cannot overstate how proud I am of how she did. It was a long appointment and there were a lot of demands on her sitting abilities. But she followed every direction and took three rounds of stinging eye drops like a champ without crying or protesting (although there were some pretty rad facial expressions). Ultimately, she is slightly near sighted, but the doctor doesn't recommend prescription lenses at this time. Madelyn was devastated by this news. She had her heart set on a darling little pair of purple Betsy Johnson frames...that cost three times as much as my current frames. She has solid taste, that's for sure. Dodged that bullet for now :)
