That Magical Time of Year

When it looks as though a toy spewing bomb exploded in my house. I am offering $50 to ANYONE, I don't really care if we have actually met, who will come and assist me in organizing this disaster of a building we call home.

As you can see from the photo, Christmas at the S house was enjoyed by all. We have had a lovely few days chock full of exhausting yet utterly delightful activities.

Merry Christmas and love to all! May your days be merry and bright!

It was a day like any other day....

...in Christmas Town.


That is, until Boots the Terrible arrived.



The town folk never knew what hit them.

And now for Anna's music show:

Etu

This evening we visited one of our many local Starbucks in order to secure provisions for a Christmas light viewing drive around the neighborhood.

You will be glad to know, dear Etu, that Anna enthusiastically regaled the lengthy line of waiting customers with a detailed description of the baby ogre that eats pickles and says, "Wah! Wah! Wah!"

I believe my favorite comment was something along the lines of, "My goodness! You sure to have a lot to say for a two year old! I bet your mommy has really big ears!"

Are my ears too big for my head? Go on, you can tell me.

Dear Anna,

My little Lulu,
There is no possible way I can find words eloquent or descriptive enough to express how much your presence lights up my life. I may grouse and complain about your non-stop steam of consciousness chatter and tendency to stick closer to me than my own shadow, but the truth is that no day in my life will ever be complete unless there is at least one moment during the day when I cannot identify the thoughts in my own head because all I can hear is your chirping little voice. I cannot imagine a day without tripping over you at least once.

My little sunshine,
Just before this picture was taken, you marched your diaper clad behind into the room and proudly announced your readiness to go out and play in the freshly fallen snow because you had your boots on. At that moment you warmed my heart enough to keep us both cozy in any weather.

Dear Readers,
The last few weeks have been oh so busy. I've posted several pictures from the last few weeks below. I particularly like the picture of the boys at the local Christmas parade. Isaac tried desperately to act like he was WAY too cool for Christmas parades, but NO ONE can contain their excitement when Santa makes that first
appearance.

I would also like to assure you, dear readers, that the pictures of Anna with the kitties, though they may appear as if she is in the process of strangling the poor things, are actually photographic evidence of some super sweet moments between them. They are awfully tolerant and affectionate little guys. I love that they sleep under the Christmas tree; our childhood cats slept under the tree every year.

Of course, I WOULD prefer that they not actually CLIMB the tree. This evening as we drove away, Jesse noticed a large block of tree lights, right at the top on the tree, that were not lit. Just as he commented on the fact that the lights were out, Boots' little head popped out of the tree, less than a foot from the top. This tree is over 7 feet tall! Little stinker. He's going to end up with coal in his stocking if he doesn't behave.

Love to all!

Merry December!

No, Isaac has not grown a mustache. He has taken to obsessively licking his lips which has resulted in a lovely red ring around his entire mouth. The stash you see in this picture is actually a line of red, raw skin from the constant licking. I am open to suggestions.

Yes, that is my sweet little Nathan with that, "I'm too cute for this picture; yeah you know what I mean." look on his face.

Anna's just thrilled to be Anna as, after all, it's pretty awesome to be two.

Love to all!