I *puffy heart* newborns!

Because who DOESN'T love a one week old baby in all their squishy, wrinkly goodness! Baby T was so alert! He was checking everything out...or maybe just keeping an eye on the crazy lady with the flash-y thing. Who knows. I was just thrilled that I had a baby boy who didn't tinkle on my stuff.

Whew! The tall one is feeling MUCH better!

And my little dumpling...


I'm pretty sure she thinks if she is not looking directly AT me, I can't see her pulling out her bow.

Happy New Year...or something like that...

Well, we rang in the new year with the dreaded stomach bug. It started with Allie, who thankfully just had a very mild version. So mild, in fact, that we took her over to my sister's house for New Years dinner on Thursday. By Friday night, Maddi and I were very, very sick. I haven't been sick like that since I was a kid...seriously. I never, ever get what the kids have. I called my sister that night, and all five of them were in the same boat. Sorry sis. We're recovering...and it wouldn't be true Lyndsey style if I didn't get at least one picture. Maddi is still feeling a little puny, if you can't tell.

Can't we just take a bath, Mom?

Do we have to do pictures in the tub all the time?

Yes, yes you do. Now stop complaining and be cute.