New addition

On Monday, I received word that my sister Laura was going to be induced. She was due with he third child on July 16, but circumstances made it such that Monday was the day! And so, our family welcomed our 4th nephew/grandson, Trey Heath Whitton, born July 7th at 7 lb. 15 oz. and 20 1/2 in. (As a fun aside here, my grandma on my dad's side also celebrates a birthday on July 7th...and if I'm remembering correctly, she turned 77 on 7/7 this Monday. Kinda cool!)

We aren't used to being so close to Laura when she has her babies. Her last two sons, Jameson and Avery, were born while the Whitton family lived on the East coast. We got to see them when they were 6 months old or so. So it was really fun to actually go to the hospital and see the baby before he was even a day old.

Don't get me wrong: babies still scare me. Sure, they're cute, but when they start crying and pooping and all the other joyous things that come with the whole package...that's when I turn tail and hand the kid back to the adoring parents. On the 4th of July, I was holding my niece, Isabelle (she's about 4 months old), and my mom said, "Awh...Annie just loves little babies." Um, Mom...I do? I mean, yes, I do. I retorted with, "Yeah, if I'm related to them." Ok, for all of those out there with kids, please don't think this is some sort of bitter child-hating diatribe. I'm fairly sure that if they're your own, the love is much stronger there. :) Until I become a parent, I quite enjoy my serenity, though.

Anyhow...Trey is a cute little kid. You can't really tell what they look like when they're that old, but I can certainly tell that he looks like a Whitton.

Here are some pictures of the tyke...some are blurry, and there are a lot toward the end where we're trying to get him to open his eyes. He did not like that.