It's a nice cool evening in Evanston to welcome us home. As I type, our first daughter runs over to our brown chair (a chair with its own history to tell). She kindly asks for our second to be placed in her lap. So here they sit, Abbie covering her in kisses, rubbing her lips through sleeping Isabel's soft hair. There will be many moments of chaos to come, but tonight makes me wonder how it could not all be worth it in the end.
-Alex (and family)
Here is where the magic happened. If anyone hasn't guessed it yet, Katie's outstanding effort enabled another amazing and beautiful birth.

Us.

Lori getting a little baby fix.

Uncle Dan, looking the pro.

The wee one.
