It is official, Ellie and I are out numbered. But, if you have to be out numbered, I am not sure it could get any more precious than this. 
He was born Monday after a very "interesting" labor. We seemed to get one suprise after another, but thankfully everything ended up safe for both of us. I thought number four would be smooth sailing...
OK so it might be early in the year to talk about Christmas, but my kids felt like that is what yesterday was. I felt
more like they got spoiled rotten. My sister had a great idea to take them for the afternoon, to give me some down
time in my 11th month of pregnancy (her wording, but I felt it was so true). She proceeded to take the kids to the dollar store, out to eat at McDonald's (and to play in the play area) and then to the new chipmunk movie. Talk about getting the royal treatment. Ellie got a little excited about applying her new chap stick.
Mitch made a spring trip to Salmon to catch some big steelhead. He was told a new baiting technique that
proved to work very good. The kids thought that they tasted even better than Mitch thought they looked.