Tuesday, December 9, 2008

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

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!


Alicia said...

You little ones are too adorable. I too find myself giggling over the "I'm ready to go to Walmart" in my diaper and shoes. We don't get snow so it's not nearly as funny as Anna.

Arwen said...

We both almost named our daughters Anna and now we both call them "Lulu"... get out of my head... lol

Arwen said...

Well, you DID name yours Anna but I nearly named mine Anna...

Anonymous said...

Hi sweetie. Thanks for stopping by my blog to say HI. Stop by Fabel sometime! Hope ya'll have a Wonderful Christmas!


Fliss and Mike Adventures said...

Hey she has the right idea... she has her shoes on... I have never laughed so hard over that shot... I told Mike that he has to look forward to moments like this... hehehehe... the photo with the kittens... oh... that is precious...