Photos

The water poured flawlessly over the end of one of the locks.

Kevin (in the T-shirt), Aunt Ann, Grandma, Jill, Karl and Paul all on the bridge at the bottom of the locks.

The day was so beautiful, the sky was clear except for the rising moon.

There are 5 locks on the feeder canal over the holiday we went to enjoy the fresh air one afternoon.

Perhaps one of the first pregnancy photos we have (about 3 weeks pregnant).

With Kevin, we sat boys on one end, girls on the other- by coincidence I think.

Table is set, food is cooked and we still had to take photos- with clean plates!

Dinner was served, next was drinks. Aunt Ann and Grandma waited while the rest of the food was put on the table.

Kevin with his plate of turkey ready to be served (Who puts the whole bird on the table to be carved? I hope that is only in the movies!)

Dishes were filled and everyone was helping to set the table.

The turkey was so tender Kevin could nearly pull it off the bone without a knife! Maybe he’s just super strong.

The turkey was stuffed with oranges, carrots, celery, etc. It was pulled out before being carved.

Kelsey- channeling Donna Reed- checking on the potato squash.

An ultrasound picture highlighting the legs and feet at 11 weeks. Since the baby develops from the head down, the legs and feet are less developed than the arms and hands.

An ultrasound picture highlighting the arm and jaw at 11 weeks.

An ultrasound picture highlighting the hand at 11 weeks.

An ultrasound picture showing the head and body at 11 weeks.

Kelsey doing some finishing trim painting, anxious to finish the bedroom.

Kevin grilling delicious dinner while we were still in transition and meal options were limited. Suburban America with the white picket fence and all!

I think I married MacGyver’s son. This contraption was made to hold the plastic wall cover against the wall for 24hours while the glue cured.

About an hour before we signed papers.

Repeat… repeat…repeat. Little kids made lots of bumps and knicks in the walls.

Jill cleaning some grim from the windowsills.

A very dirty oven, in much need of some TLC and elbow grease!