No Girls Allowed

No this is not a picture of the "he man woman haters club (reference to The Little Rascals)...or an advertisement for the new movie "Where's Baby Waldo?"- this is a picture of Gavin and his super cute cousins.  Gavin is lucky to be the third of four boys on my side of the family, which is a little crazy since I come from a family of 6 girls!  Apparently my family is very gender committed...which really works quite nicely for hand-me-downs.   

 

Gavin was born into the world with two automatic friends- his cousins Bennett and Paxen. 

They weren't super happy about having their picture taken, but they were completely stoked about having a new cousin.  (BTW-this picture totally cracks me up because when we were setting up for it I said "Oh, we can just prop Gavin up again the couch cushions."  Gavin was about 16 hours old in this picture and we were still in the hospital- I bet I sounded like such a good mom.  My brother-in-law just said "hmmm...how about someone holds him."  I'm sure as soon as he left the room he made a bee-line to the nurses' station to tell them not to let me take a baby home!)  Any hoo.

Gavin was on the welcoming committee the day that Tate was born too!

Cousins are fun for dressing alike

(if you can't tell, they're wearing a Charlie Brown and Linus shirt..and Pax was trying to hold Gavin's hand. SO cute!!)

making the color blue look REALLY good

stretching slinkies really far...

 and having a companion to cheese for pictures with.

It's so fun to watch these little boysies together...and it will be even funner watching Wilma (also known as Baby Girl Cox) crash the party here in about a month and a half. 

Thank you, God for cousins...both boy cousins and girl cousins...but for tonight, especially those stinky old boy cousins.