Seriously outnumbered

While Grandpa Ross (aka Papaw) was here, there were one...two...three...FOUR boys in my house, with me as the sole estrogen source. It was a blast. I've never been much of a girlie-girl, so this whole boy-overload thing that I am now locked into suits me well. And my boys are all so cute and photogenic that it becomes even more fun. Here is Papaw lovin' him some Jacob:





And then again of Isaac in his I-will-be-sitting-in-that-chair-too mode, this time with Dada and Jacob:



...and one more time, with all boys watching TV! Something there is probably a leeeetle too much of right now.