So sure - contractions started at about 10:30 pm. On Sunday morning I made us all go for a walk to see if we could keep it moving forward. And just in time for the upcoming family of four pictures . . . Henry gave himself a shiner - but obviously it wasn't too serious:
The walk had what I thought was the opposite effect - things slowed down - and then we went to church and I wanted to die. So yep, we decided to go to the hospital (but rest assured we left Henry at home). But the 15 minutes we saw of that primary program were pretty dang cute.
So there we were:
And about 2 hours after checking in to the hospital . . .
And now . . . we are a complete family of four. Henry loves her in his own special 2.9 almost 3 year old way.
And we can't help marveling at the blessing she is in our lives. We are thrilled to be able to get to know Greta Jane better. So far though . . . we love her to pieces.