A few weeks ago we had the privilege of (finally!) meeting my newest brother, Isaiah, adopted from Ghana just over two months ago. He is a total sweetheart with a smile to die for. And my kids LOVED him.
Ezra liked to call him Bisaiah. Or just yell "what's your name?!" at him.
Luckily, I don't think Isaiah cared. He seems cool like that.
Here he is playing race track with Ezra...
And here are the boys showing off their lego guns (the newest rage around here these days)...
For more on my crazy unique family just click here. And yes, I do have 26 siblings from all over the world. Gasp, I know.
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Jesus follower. Lover of all things Hambrick. Wisdom and whimsy seeker.
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