The end.
I just can't get enough of this little guy. 
Baby bathrobes are so impractical but
Ivy and Grayson share a moment. Aren't they sweet?
Grayson is a little bigger than Bitty Baby, just so you know.
Grayson loved sleeping on or beside Grandma Eimers all week long. Isn't he a sweetie?
Hannah seems to have found a chance to sneak him away from Grandma.
He looks so content, doesn't he?
I tried to take a picture of him cooing and smiling at Grandma but this is all I got.
This one I just threw into the mix. Too bad it isn't a scratch-n-sniff picture. Once again, I am wishing I could share that fresh-from-the-bath baby smell with you all. Mmmm... so sweet.
Hannah left the group as the parade following Grayson and I went into my room so I could get him dressed. What's cuter than a pink, little newborn in his birthday suit?! 
So, I got him (mostly) dressed and stopped to take a picture or two, wishing I could capture the fresh-from-the-sink-bath-smell. In a moment or two, Grayson turned his head towards the light that was shining through the window and painting a line of brightness onto the hiney end of Daddy, also on the bed. 
This turned out to be even more entertaining than the bath. The boys could hardly contain themselves. They all were laughing out loud as soon as one of them pointed out the object of Gray's rapt attention. 
As funny as they thought it was to see the baby staring at Daddy's backside, I thought it was pretty entertaining to see them all cracking up over something so ridiculous.
Front row left to right: Misha (9), Annette (8), Vitali (6), Ivy (5), Max (11), Hannah (11),
We're loving this sweet baby boy. We love how chubby he is and how soft his hair is. We love watching him open his eyes and look around. We love feeling him nestle against us all snuggly-like.
I just thought this picture was funny. It's not the best one in the world but I like the comical ones. Makes me wonder what his personality will be!?!
We had snow again a little while back. Actually, this is still the remnant of the first snow covered with a second snow that turned into sleet/snow/ice. It was a light icing but pretty and so I made sure to go out and snap a picture or two.
The sky was so blue. I haven't even edited this picture. Pretty day but very cold!
The Chickens spent all day huddled up at the back door waiting for their people (us) to throw out food. Also, they don't like to dip their little chicken toes into the snow any more than absolutely necessary. Here, they are all turned to look at me because I was outside but the rest of the day, they stood there and looked in at us. It was really rather funny. 
This is the backyard. You can see their frosty coop and run. As I was walking up there later in the day to lock them in for the night and they all launched off the back porch when I was halfway up the little hill to their run. Several of them actually ran into me mid "flight". I jumped! They don't usually fly much because, well, chickens don't, you know.
And this guy didn't like the cold, either. He is supposed to be an outdoor cat but he sneaks in pretty much daily and hides out if he can get away with it. He's good in the house, has yet to make any messes, but since he doesn't have a water dish, this is where we caught him this frosty day. Eww!
