Our boy is quite the relaxer in the tub. He loves to feel the jets and play in the bubbles. Again, he is my child.

Our little one is HAPPY all the time, but especially so after a good nap. Here he thinks it is October (hence the colors and his sitting up in a "big person" chair).

Our little family in front of Daddy's new clinic in PK. This is great! We're excited to be here!!!

B LOVES to swing. Momma loves it too when it is nap time.

B is sitting in his Bumbo helping me fix breakfast for our little family. He is quite good at directing kitchen traffic.

Yes, B is my son. There can be no doubt now. The proof is in the nose. Seems like yesterday there were orange things in my nose.

P.S. Daddy saw this and said he was going to revoke my "Playing with the Baby and the Camera" privileges.

We stopped by, went inside, asked around, but we couldn't find you. Where are you Grandma E?

We've arrived in our new home. Grandma E is holding down the fort while Momma and Daddy are unpacking and unpacking and unpacking. . . . Don't really care for cardboard anymore.
Oh yeah, the last picture in this posting was BEFORE Grandma E had her V8. We've gotta watch her VERY closely. :)

Son, you've got a pantie on your head.

(This onesie should probably say: Mommy Loves to Play with Me.)

Grandma E came to Lubbock to help us move. We worked her hard. I think we might have made her go a little bit crazy. When ever she would comment on anything, I would kindly remind her that she VOLUNTEERED for this VACATION and she should just enjoy all the memories she was making with her little grandson. You can guess that didn't always go over so well. ;)

B really can stand on his own--just give hime that bottle and he knows what to do with it. Step back Momma!

This is Dr. S and Nurse M. They have looked after our little miracle from the day he was born. We REALLY wish they would both move with us. They are wonderful and so good to B.
Under their care, B has grown from 7 pounds and 20 inches to 12.2 pounds and 23.5 inches. All in two months!

Dr. J and Nurse T are the reason we even have our little B. We met Dr. J on an airplane coming from Phoenix via Vegas. He recognized M and asked if he worked at UMC. Dr. J is the Fertility Specialist at UMC. We started visiting and he said to me, "Do you believe in coincidences?"
"Not really," I replied.
"Neither do I," he told me.
That decided it. An appointment was made and the rest is wrapped up in this little blue bundle of joy!

Momma and B are getting some evening time lovin' in before we shut down for the night. (Like he ever shuts down for the night! Ha!)

Grandpa B and Grandma P are getting some more face time with our local lion tamer. Rrrrrrrrrr.

Chillin' with Grandpa K on Father's Day.