I can’t resist sharing.


This never gets old. In fact, having the kids with us made it even sweeter, especially when the 3yo declared that the baby’s name shall be Linus. (Think Charlie Brown, not the second pope.)

I think this baby shall still be Peanut Butter to us, though. I mean, why not?

Though undoubtedly, there will be blankets all around and the Reinhard mentality of ALL THE BLANKETS is inherently already in the genes…