All about Scott

So I've started a few posts trying to get more pictures up but can't seem to get too many things done lately, go figure. But here I am, finally getting around to posting my beautiful baby boy. I had to start out showing what Mark did on his last day of freedom. He went on his very first organized bike ride (it wasn't really a race since it was for charity). He road over 100 miles. I was so worried about him because the furthest he'd road before was 50 miles. But he finished and had so much fun doing it. I'm so proud.

Here we are at about 5:30 in the morning ready to be induced and finally see this baby who had been kicking me for all those months. Aren't we so comical looking, Mark with his oh so cute sunburn and me in all my chubby glory.

Here is my little sister Kate and I having a good time waiting and waiting and waiting. She was so nice to have there with me keeping me company.

Here is my baby, finally out for me to see. Even now it's not hard for me to realize that I'm a mom. Maybe it's that I've been taking care of him for the past 9 months that made me get used to the feeling earlier or maybe it's been taking care of Mark for so long who is, let's face it, a big kid himself most of the time.

He really is the cutest baby ever. Mark and I just can't believe how perfect he is. He looks exactly like Mark did when he was born (refer to Mark's birthday post for proof). He scratched himself pretty good when he was born.

He has such a cute barrel chest. Not chubby at all which I, myself was very grateful for. He really just looks like an old man, and it's so cute.


This is what happens when you leave Mark in charge of watching over the baby. A perfect sleeping picture of my boys.


Here's grandpa Ellis holding Scott.

Grandma Ellis talking to Scott about heaven, so jealous that he knows more about it then she does.
My mom holding him. Sorry mom, he looks so perfect that I had to get the close up, didn't mean to cut you out.

Mark and I are loving our new little guy. He is such a blessing to us. My mom used to say how she always felt so sorry for the other moms who's baby's were not as cute as hers. I know how she feels now. Scott really is so perfect. He has been a very calm baby, hardly cries at all and if he does it's usually my fault for waiting too long to feed him. We love how tiny he is but we can't wait to see him grow up and watch his personality come out more. We love you Scott!