Tag: Andrew

Oh my Andrew. What a year we’re having. You are such a cute little pal at home and then some kind of teacher tormenter at school. Let’s talk about Andrew at home first. Andrew at home is a pretty smart little guy who deals in a currency known as hugs, ie “if you make me do that, no hugs for… Read more →

Oh to love someone so much even though they can be rather difficult. This is the story of Andrew. As the saying goes, with the traits we find challenging now, he’ll either be leading a business or a prison gang in the future. Let’s hope he’s leading a business!      Andrew’s 6th year was an eventful one. He continued to… Read more →

  Andrew is 4. It seems to have taken forever and the blink of an eye at the same time. Oh Andrew. My boy of a boy. The roughest of the bunch with 2 older brothers to learn from and keep up with. Recently demanding and impatient. “I’m still waiting mom” is a phrase we’re currently hearing often. He’s overly… Read more →

  How can this be, my baby is 3. What. The. Heck. Andrew you are the cutest, naughtiest, most boisterous 3 year old. Let’s start with the cute shall we? You have the silliest laugh, and you laugh often. Those blue eyes have a spark of trouble. You are a bubble chasing, thumbs up giving, high fiving, tricycle riding extraordinaire.… Read more →

  Andrew James Baxter. My blue-eyed boy. What a joy you are to have in our family. 2 years has sure flown by! You will always be our littlest, but this year you seem to have gotten so big! I am convinced that my arms were on purpose made the exact length to comfortably hold your 2-year-old hand. What a… Read more →

Dear Andrew, You are the happiest. We are the luckiest. To add a 3rd boy to the family was a blessing, and you made it as easy as it could be. With two crazy boys already in the family, we needed a baby like you. You are my best sleeper by far. You’re patient enough to sometimes just sit in… Read more →

So last Tuesday I drove myself to the hospital and had a baby. Jason came along for the ride as he has on both of our previous baby-having excursions, but we decided it makes for a better story if I can say that I drove myself. Baby Baxter #3 was scheduled to arrive via c-section at Noon. Monday night we… Read more →