Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Breyer's Blessing
There was a sweet spirit present during her blessing.
It didn't emanate from the dress she was wearing, which was my christening dress, but from her father.
One of my favorite parts of the blessing was when Jarrod said, "Just as Eve was the crowning creation of our Heavenly Father, Breyer is the crowning creation in our family."Saturday, February 26, 2011
The Pinewood Derby
Miller's been eagerly awaiting the day to race Lightening McQueen.
Curious George on his sled has been waiting as well.
Sawyer's first official pinewood derby race!Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The Boys and Breyer
Superman
Can we Mom? Can we name it Superman?
I thought Superman was a boy. She's a girl.
Wonder Woman? Can we Mom? Can we call the baby Wonder Woman?
She's so cute. Isn't she so cute? Wow. She's cute.
Sigh.
He'll get the hang of it ;-)
In 15 minutes flat, the boys can fill three trash cans full of juice cups, ice cream, soda and crackers.
Oh boy. I mean girl.The Princess
Better than the nurses.
Better than before Breyer.
Welcome home, Mom!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Study in (Pink) Baby Skin and a Name

We just wanted to share with you where Breyer's inspiration for her name came from. Breyer is the Americanized version of the German word for brewer. When the boys found this "er" name, they all stopped looking - back in October.

Everyone somehow knew that was to be her name. We don't associate Breyer with brewery or beer, we associate it with brewing love. We've written over 100 thank you cards to people that have helped us welcome her into this world.

She's a magnet for generating love, and feel this must be one of her gifts. We wanted to honor Becky and her baby Ben in some form of a name and feel that having found a "B" name does just that. They are both known for their copious output of love and have given her perfect examples to follow.
Monday, February 21, 2011
A Patriotic Thought for President's Day by Tanner
On December 19, 1777 the Continental Army filed dejectedly into the encampment known as Valley Forge. Among the nearly twelve-thousand men was my 6th Great Grandfather John Glass, a non-commissioned officer. As a member of the 2nd Massachusetts Regiment he had voluntarily enlisted as soon as the war broke out and already had fought in the Siege of Boston, in defense of Canada, the battle of Lake Champlain, Trenton and Princeton and Saratoga. They were tired, hungry and fatigued to the point of uselessness. Of the 459 men assigned to the 2nd Massachusetts when they entered Valley Forge only 297 were considered fit for duty.
From December of 1777 to June of 1778 my Grandfather endured the sickness that raged throughout the camp and the cold. The conditions were described by Continental Congress member Gouverneur Morris as “An army of skeletons appear[ing] before our eyes naked, starved, sick and discouraged.” Such was the plight of my grandfather and the entire Continental Army; one which John Glass and many others had volunteered willingly to endure because the goal in sight, freedom, was much too sweet to abandon.
It was in the same spirit that John’s grandson, Rufus Porter Glass voluntarily enlisted in the Army of the Potomac to preserve the union, where he fought in Chancellorsville, Fredericksburg and Gettysburg before enduring even more horrendous conditions than those at Valley Forge while imprisoned at Andersonville. And it is the same selflessness that drew me to the Boy Scouts of America. I cannot claim to have endured any hardship, but I can claim to have given myself over to the improving of my community and my family through volunteering my time; often over five hours a week. On June 9, 1778 Washington and his army left Valley Forge, took Philadelphia and caused the British to retreat at the battle of Monmouth. With renewed vigor they had emerged from their trial a new army, still in pursuit of Independence and Self-Rule for their Nation.
From December of 1777 to June of 1778 my Grandfather endured the sickness that raged throughout the camp and the cold. The conditions were described by Continental Congress member Gouverneur Morris as “An army of skeletons appear[ing] before our eyes naked, starved, sick and discouraged.” Such was the plight of my grandfather and the entire Continental Army; one which John Glass and many others had volunteered willingly to endure because the goal in sight, freedom, was much too sweet to abandon.
It was in the same spirit that John’s grandson, Rufus Porter Glass voluntarily enlisted in the Army of the Potomac to preserve the union, where he fought in Chancellorsville, Fredericksburg and Gettysburg before enduring even more horrendous conditions than those at Valley Forge while imprisoned at Andersonville. And it is the same selflessness that drew me to the Boy Scouts of America. I cannot claim to have endured any hardship, but I can claim to have given myself over to the improving of my community and my family through volunteering my time; often over five hours a week. On June 9, 1778 Washington and his army left Valley Forge, took Philadelphia and caused the British to retreat at the battle of Monmouth. With renewed vigor they had emerged from their trial a new army, still in pursuit of Independence and Self-Rule for their Nation.
Friday, February 18, 2011
She's Here!
9 lbs., 21.5"
February 18th at 12:50 p.m.

She has Dad's hair!
No scalp visible!
VERY thick ...
Very sweet.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
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