Little Louie = Love at First Sight

If you've read this blog for any amount of time, you know a few things for certain:

1. I think my husband is amazing, and we have a newlywed kind of love
that just gets better and better with every passing day.

2. We think our kids are one of the greatest blessings of our lives, and we are so grateful that I have the opportunity to be home with them as they grow.

3. Phil has an awesome job, and he LOVES it!

That, point #3, is the reason behind this post.

Phil brought home a baby kangaroo last night, 

and it was love at first sight for our little animal lover.

 She immediately wanted to be a part of EVERYTHING kangaroo.  She wanted to touch him, hold him, feed him, talk to him, sing to him, and help him go potty.

 Clare + Louie = LOVE

It was so fun watching Clare and Daddy, 

and I loved listening to her questions about "her new pet."

 Louie has a broken foot, so he needs to be hand-reared until he heals.

 I think Clare secretly hopes that his foot never gets better.  

She wants to keep him forever.

  Isaac, who is no where to be seen in this post (unless you look very carefully), must have inherited his mother's genes.  He really couldn't have cared less about the adorable little guy (not to say that is how I felt...I just don't have a natural affinity for animals) who joined our family for the night. 

 Even I was enamored by little Louie.

 Endless smiles!

 The highlight was when Clare got to bottle feed Louie before bedtime.

The following pictures are from September of 2010

 Oliver, an orphaned baby wallaby, stayed at our house for a few days.

 Even though Clare was only 2-years-old, she still remembers it very well.

 She got to feed him bananas and watch him run around the house.

 He was a spunky little guy...kindred spirits with our little Clare Bear!

Thank you, Daddy, for bringing home more than just the bacon.  :)

We love your job almost as much as you do!  :)