Drumroll, Please!

Seven months ago, God provided the sweetest answer to a prayer that my husband and I had been praying for years.  And years. And years.

Our newest Little Outdoorsman arrived in late summer a few days after his due date.  He is beautiful and perfect and looooooong and happy and so very, very cute.  When I first saw him, he had the most pitiful little pout.

Welcome to the family, Barrett West!

Reed has been asking for a sibling since he was two.  When we announced the news after reading All the Places to Love (soooooo many tears), Reed didn't even believe us!  He was over the moon through my whole pregnancy, and now he and Barrett are quickly becoming the best of friends.  They are always keeping an eye on each other.

Over the past six months, our Little OutdoorsMEN have been mostly inside (thanks, winter + COVID), getting to know each other, and loving every moment.

Due to a stocky build and a habit of growling when disgruntled, Barrett has earned the nickname "Little Bear".  At seven months, Bear is cheerful, relaxed, and a bit "persistent".  He also makes fantastic faces!

Bear is crazy about his Cha-Cha (grandma).

Whenever someone sees Barrett for the first time, the encounter usually goes like this:
"Oh, my goodness!  He looks just like Reed!  Like a little Jacob!  Except the eyes.  He has his mother's eyes."

Very Harry Potter-ish.

Barrett loves bath time, swinging or strolling outside, and watching Reed and Jacob play or wrestle.  He also gives a big smile when we sing:
Barrett West, Barrett West,
​Barrett West is the BEST!

I am looking forward to a lifetime of watching this little guy grow.  God is good.  We are so very thankful for Barrett West.