Much has happened since then; family has visited, we added another member to our household, we had days of winter and summer-like temps, and we are settling into a routine in cow country.
Cameron continues to make us laugh. He loves to help cook and loved seeing his Grandpa and Grandma when they were home on furlough from Argentina. Their time was short, but lots of books were read and lots of hugs were shared.
Jack is taking his time walking, though his steps are getting more and more regular. He is a master of funny faces and can eat more than his 3 year-old brother.
Avery eats, sleeps, and poops.
Michele and Nathan also came to visit the week that Avery was born. We had loads of fun-fondue, late night board games (which are always unpredictable after 10pm), and lots of laughing. Most of all, they were a huge help as we transitioned to having three kids; I always enjoy their company.
We are looking forward to a visit from Uncle Max next week. He tells me that if he can survive Iraq, he can handle the farm smell here in Central Nebraska. We'll see.
