Monday, November 30, 2009

Dear Santa...

Yes, Avery, there is a Santa Clause.

And if you really want

a mommy crocodile
a baby crocodile
a room full of birds

you may just get it.


Well - maybe not the birds or crocodiles, but definitely the corn.

And possibly the obnoxious Barbie guitar... Because it's better than a room full of birds.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Santa's Day Job

We took Charlie and Avery to their first college basketball game last night.

Charlie was mesmerized by the sights and sounds.

I was mesmerized by this man:

You can't see him super well because I was trying to be sneaky about taking his picture, but I'm pretty sure it's Santa. With a rockin' braided rat tail.
Oh yeah.
That's niiiice.

(Hmmm...I hope my Paparazzi skills don't land me with a giant lump of coal in my stocking this year...)

Monday, November 23, 2009

12 months

He's one.
I can't believe it.
12 months old...

It seems like yesterday that I was heading to the hospital to have him... (Running late for my C-section - of course. Because I can't be on time. Ever. Ugh.)

From the first moment I saw him, my heart melted into a big puddle in the floor.
He was beautiful and perfect.
It took exactly one look into those sweet blue eyes for me to fall completely and hopelessly in love.

He was a little part of me, a little part of David, and an amazing gift from our Heavenly Father. I felt like the luckiest girl on earth.

(November 2008)

His sweet, laid-back disposition has always made caring for him so easy. Even the nurses in the hospital mentioned his easy-going nature.

(November 2008)

The sleepless early days quickly turned into routine-filled months. And - in nothing short of light speed - those precious, live-changing months became our first year with the sweetest little boy I know.

(May 2009)

Watching him grow and change has been such a blessing.
His little blue eyes are constantly taking in the world around him. There's nothing sweeter than watching my little guy experience life's simple moments for the first time.

(September 2009)

(August 2009)

And you can't deny the incredible sweetness of those smooshy toes.

(September 2009)

He loves to cuddle, loves to play, and reaaally loves to eat.

(September 2009)

And there's just no one on earth can make him giggle and smile like his big sister.

(May 2009)

His quick smile makes my heart jump.

(August 2009)

I just plain adore him.

(October 2009)

Happy Birthday, Little Man.
You are a joy.
How thankful I am for you!
I can't wait to see what God has in store for you!

(November 2009)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Bossy McBossersson

Avery's newest obsession is Max and Ruby.

We've watched Max and Ruby's Halloween precisely one meeellion times now. And we'll probably be watching it all the way through Christmas, Valentines Day, and Easter.
'Cause that's how we do things around here.

I've gotta tell you, on a scale of 1-10, Max and Ruby is like a 8.5 on the annoying scale for me.
Not as annoying as Dragon Tales (because not many things in the universe are more annoying than Dragon Tales), but considerably more annoying than Diego.

Every time I am forced to watch Max and Ruby, I think,
"Poor Max.
Why can't Ruby just leave him alone?
Micro-Manage much, Ruby?"

Then something happened.
The other night, I came across this video from August.

It's looking like I may have a little Ruby on my hands.

It's funny how one 58 second video can have the power to change a simple children's cartoon into a stunning documentary on life with a three-year-old.

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