One is the loneliest number that there ever was for a mama of three sons. But three is the loveliest number that there ever was for a rumbling bunch of brothers. The three brothers who leave pee puddles on every bathroom surface. The three brothers who wrestle during every waking moment. The three brothers who eat their mama out of house & home. The three brother who grow up together to be three men.
We had an ultrasound in Thailand and found out that we will be adding another boy to our family. I'll be honest that I was disappointed at first but that last about .5 seconds until I realized what a raucous amount of fun I'll have with my posse of men. The doctor said that everything looks great with our mini-man. So very thankful to our God who is knitting him together in my womb!