Welcome, Owen!

Since early Spring, Jack has requested a picnic for lunch almost every day. When we do sit down on the lawn with Noah and Ava, Brady and Katherine for a picnic lunch, Jack always calls it a "family picnic." And he's right. We are a big family. Most nights, the first father home ends up with at least four kids in his car or just as many wound around his legs as he struggles to get from the car to the front door. My kids have started calling Mr. Shannon "M'Shannon." And I've come to realize that these people we call neighbors are indispensable to me. They have keys to our house; they're comfortable disciplining our children; I miss them when they're gone--even when their mail begins to take over the work surface of my desk. On that note, I want to welcome our newest addition to the "family," little Owen Scott. He is a good baby who captured our hearts from the moment we knew he was on his way, and we're loving having him on the cul-de-sac. Welcome, Owen!

Noah is a great big brother!

Owen was born in the exact same room as Sam!

Welcome to the family!