The decorator blogs had a mantle party today.
Me, participate?
Nah. We’re in the midst of a feeding frenzy.
And as you can see by that drooping long leg, he’s growing.
He’s a little too big for a picture like this.
Disclaimer: I only stepped away for 3 seconds and the shot is not straight because I thought for sure he would fall. I had Paige ready to catch him and I had to crop out the pillows.
Yes, I trusted Paige with my infant’s life.
Merry Mantle
Bonus: We’ve been listening to this all day. I’d like to dedicate it to my two brothers, John and Tom, who can appreciate a random Christmas a cappella. (it’s Straight No Chaser’s 12 Days of Christmas, like a million you tube hits in 2007, but totally worth a revisit and the 13 second commercial)
As for a name, I'll commit today. Isaac and Andrew are in the lead.
Stuart jumped up on the couch where I was nursing and asked, "Does he want to go back in mom?"
Benjamin kept asking about pants, "Did you bring some pants for him, mom? Don't you want to put them on?"
Is it #4 that finds opportunity in all things? While kids were taking turns holding bruiser, Stuart took his turn with this:
A big shout out to Nanny Donna, the most adorable yoga ball on
Talk about irony of life--James' mother passed away this morning. She was a compassionate and humble gal that taught me how to burp a Mair baby. When Addie was born, she propped her up and squeezed her tummy and talked about a bubble. It's worked for all of them. While we head home, she did as well. Cliche I know--we'll miss her. 
We had to wait a little bit for doctor to come, so when he did finally make it, this little man slid out with out any pushing at all. It makes for a good story.
I really like having babies--especially ones that are this cute, chubby, and have huge mouths for nursing.
Nameless but still loved! We'll say hi tomorrow too.
I'm at a 5 now so it shouldn't be long. What a great day to be having a baby. We'll show him off as soon as he gets here, hopefully for dinner.