One older gentleman named Roger at our church in Nevada told me shortly after Bryce was born that he was so beautiful, he should have been a girl. I'm gonna have to agree with him!
I don't remember Bryce crying. Ever.
I don't remember Bryce being crabby. Ever.
I don't remember Bryce being a problem. Ever.
Getting big, just like his brothers.
Bryce's third birthday.
This is where we found Bryce one Christmas morning.
Be still my heart.
I love this guy.
"My son, keep my words, and treasure my commands within you." Proverbs 7:1
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These pictures are so fun to look at!!!!
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