Luke has been talking about his baby sister for a while, and Saturday he finally got to meet her. Not to sound like a dork but it would have melted your heart. He climbed into bed with Sally, and they put Ansley in his arms. He would comment about how sleepy she was and how much she yawned. And gave her a few kisses.
We spent a lot of time up at the hospital over the weekend and took turns holding Ansley. 
Solon and I showed up at Sally/Jason's house around 2:00 pm, and Janie was there with Luke. We let the boys rest for a bit and then we headed to the hospital. Sally looked beautiful and was handling her contractions pretty well. We got creative trying to entertain the boys. Spinning them on the chair, letting them ride the elevator, taking them to the fountain to throw pennies into it, and then to dinner at Wendy's in the lobby. Nancy, Mattox and David showed up a few hours into our stay...and then we waited. We managed to keep the boys up and happy until about 10 pm. Janie and I shuttled them home and got them into bed...and then we laid down to get some rest around 11. BRRRING! Janie's phone went off around 1 a.m. She was here, so Nancy stayed at the house with all the kids, and Janie & I raced to the hospital. We walked in and Jason was holding her, and we were just a big crying mess. I got to hold her first, and they announced her name. Ansley Sanders Rabinowitz. Ansley was a name they both loved, and Sanders was my mom's maiden name. It was perfect. 
We had rainy weather all weekend, so most of our time was spent indoors watching movies, lounging, listening to music and working puzzles.
