Close.. closer.. TOO CLOSE!

I wanna smell that flower...

Just gotta get closer..

Little bit closer..


Aaack! Too close!


(No babies were harmed in the making of this blog post. The flower, on the other hand, is squished.)

Flower child

 

Big brother / little brother

If you can't read it, Lucas' shirt reads, "I'm a BIG brother!" Timmy's reads, "I'm the little brother!"

Homecoming

 

The many faces of Timmy

And my personal favorite..

Are you talkin' to me??!

Hello, world!

Hi everyone! My name is Timothy John Haunsperger, but you can call me Timmy. This is my very first blog post -- with a little help from my daddy! I was born this morning at 3:36 AM, weighing in at 8 lb., 4 oz. and 19 1/2" long.
Mommy and Daddy made it to the hospital with just an hour to spare! I was ready to greet the world!
Daddy's put more pictures of me up here. Excuse the fuzzy shots - I don't like flashes yet! 

It's the little things

Lucas is proud of his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, he made it all by himself! 

Cut flowers

Back when we were dating I would discourage Doug from getting me cut flowers because I thought they died too quickly. Since then I've gained a new respect for them. They may be fleeting, but so is life, and you just have to appreciate it while it lasts. 

Stopping to smell the roses

 

Happy feast day, Andrew

Lucas wants to say "Thank you Lord for Andrew in heaven." Pray for us, so that some day we may be with you too. 

The amazing expandable tummy!

I know I should feel miserable this week as we contemplate our second son's brief life, but between Lucas's hugs and Timmy's contractions (4cm and counting as of Monday!) it's hard to feel anything but blessed in the present and optimistic about the future. There's just too much to be thankful for and look forward to!

Hug!

Lucas giving his little brother Timmy a hug.

Duet

Lucas helping daddy practice the piano. 

Lucas at play

Lucas rolling his truck down the slide in the backyard on a nice afternoon in February. 

Happy Birthday Andrew

Today is the first anniversary of our second son Andrew's birth. My parents had a Mass said in thanksgiving for his life. I wish I had spent more time appreciating his presence while I carried him under my heart, I had no idea that I would lose him as soon as he was born. But brief though it was, his life is worth celebrating. He never said a word, but he left his mark in the hearts of many people. His big brother Lucas decided we should celebrate with a balloon and a cake, which he is enjoying on Andrew's behalf.