Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Christmas 2008

Christmas Eve, Santa left a certain someone a b.i.k.e.

Reaction to bike:
Couldn't contain himself! He about died running down the stairs;
it was pure joy watching him.

Finding a COOL doctor set waiting for him in his Santa pile. He calls Doc. stuff "shots". I guess he watches R. getting shots all the time, so he figures "doctor" isn't the right word, but shots.

Sadie must have gotten some pretty nice pants. Or he thought so.

Some hats to keep warm

Were you wondering were the babe was? She was so sick (as was Hudson),
I will upload some pictures later... but it was so sad.
She was very interested in her butterfly baby she received.

Aunt Rachael... opening

Aunt Paige



Doin' a little shots. Grandpa's blood pressure was a little high.


Riding his bike for the first time, it was raining... but really we can take a little rain.
I guess H took off, and because of Spencer's knee he couldn't run after him... H just kept going... and going. All you could hear was Spencer screaming H's name.
I suppose you would call Hudson a natural.

Christmas wouldn't be complete without this love joy. She was/is so sick... but never would be seen without her melting smile. She is something I am thankful everyday for, her and H... of course.


Watching the joy of Christmas in H. makes Christmas so much more real. Having children has blessed out lives, daily, but especially in this season when our thoughts are turned to the babe in Bethlehem. How truly blessed we all are from his birth.


Hope you all had a very very Merry Christmas.