We finally met Zoe.

Brady, Oliver and I traveled to Jane Lew the day after Thanksgiving to meet Lee and Jon's baby girl. Zoe was a little unsure about me (I will refer to myself as her Mimi from here. That's what my nephews call me). She is so very tiny. When you are used to picking up a sack of potatoes like Oliver, Zoe feels like a feather. She let me hold her only for a minute and then reached for her mama.
Here are the pictures from that trip:

Zoe and Daddy

Zoe and Oliver meet.

Zoe and her Mimi

Brady trying to wrangle both babies!

I love this last picture above. She is giving the, "What the hell is the matter with you?", look. And finally, I almost caught a smile from her. (ya really gotta be quick because when she sees the camera she gives the look I just mentioned.)