Sweet Fischer

My sister lives 3 hours away near Asheville. So when my mom came to visit, we meet halfway and trade off. And, every time we do that, I get to see sweet baby Fischer! Y'all, that little boy is such a joy. We ate at Cracker Barrel and I'm sure I made an absolute quack of myself since I was constantly oooing and coooing and kissing and making silly faces. Oh well! He's my nephew! We were the giggly table with a cute baby!

The other pictures of the first time my kids met Fischer. They were smitten, as you can tell by their faces!