Meet Ezra Lewis!

Our sweet baby boy has finally arrived!

He was born at 10:44pm, February 25th.
He came out 6 lbs 8 oz of cuteness and 20 1/2 inches long.

He is the spittin' image of his daddy,
so now I can boast the TWO most handsome men in the world.

We love him and are so happy to be back home.

More to come later...

One week to go!

We're counting down the days now.
Lucky for us, Marty has this entire week off of school!

We started the week out with a trip to the Newport cliff walk.

No contractions from all our walking
(Lucy's pace isn't exactly a cardio workout),
but we did have a few hours of contractions in the evening.
Maybe tonight we'll actually go into labor.

And one of the last shots we'll get of our little man in the belly:

We're ready for you, Ezra!

Preparing for college...

by starting the day off with cold pizza.

I think they mastered this skill.
'Bout time to ship 'em off, I suppose.

"What is REAL?"

from The Velveteen Rabbit

"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when [he and the Skin Horse] were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy up the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"

"It doesn't happen all at once." said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand...once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."


Oh, how this reminds me of motherhood. I am so grateful for my little ones that are helping me become Real.

Our kind of playground

I don't usually take the girls out in the barnyard with me
(once in a while to get eggs--there is just too much poop around),
but today grandpa and daddy were busy burning old wood
so we went out to be near them.

These girls ran around like they were at Disneyland!
They loved going in and out of the goat pen,
talking to Tom the turkey,
and jumping around the hay bales.

It was worth the poop covered shoes and pants!

Friday Field trip!!

It was a beautiful day yesterday,
and we decided we just couldn't stay inside.
But just doing the typical walk/playing in the yard
wasn't sounding appealing either.
We needed something a little more exotic...

So we finally got around to using a free pass from the library
for a little local zoo!

This little zoo is actually tucked inside a park in the city of New Bedford,
so it doesn't pack your typical zoo wildlife.
However, the girls still loved getting the fresh air and seeing
whatever animals they could.

Bison.

Stopping for a snack break.

Beavers.

Deer.

A break from the norm was just what we needed!
I think we just may have to schedule a few more
Friday field trips before the baby comes!

Faces

We're moving into new milestones:

People with full out faces
and the beginnings of bodies.

I love watching these kids develop.