Merry Christmas!
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We’re happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Or, as The Wah Wahs would say…. (click on link)
Caroling with The Wah Wahs
Ugly Sweaters and Twelve Bars of Christmas.
Yikes to both.
We had such a wonderful Christmas with our family and friends. Despite some reports from Sparkle to the contrary, Cal was a very good boy and was rewarded quite heartily by Santa.
And three boys equal Legos. Lots of Legos. So begins the Era of The Plastic.
Legos. And Tiny Buzz joining in the fun.
And the giving just continued when Cal paid it forward by knighting his younger brothers.
Hear ye! Hear ye!
I am Super Cal. Pick up your swords and fight! Grrr!
We were blessed this year with a White Christmas. The snow started on Christmas Eve and we woke up to a beautiful scene on Christmas morning.
Snow Angel
Hard at work!
The babies have been doing great. They are loving life and smiling more and more every day. Cooper has mastered tummy time and is close to rolling over. Crosby, on the other hand, simply likes to admire his brother’s hard work.
Nice work Coop!
The Crying Game Update
Never too early for a little Nick Jr. in our gowns
We are constantly amazed by the crazy twin tricks. For example, one baby can be swinging his limbs and singing loudly while the other one sleeps soundly right next to him within arm’s reach. (3 guesses as to who might be swinging and singing and who might be sleeping).
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So while the work may be exponential, the rewards are as well.
Cal is ever the better big brother and took his job quite seriously yesterday when I asked him to keep an eye on Crosby while I changed my clothes.
Cal babysits Crosby
Notice his Spidey glove. Part of his costume that he has not taken off for 4 days. The costume itself has holes and food splattered all over it, so he did relinquish that for a quick run through the wash.
Spider Cal!
Cal had an extra special ski day with Dad this week too. They went up to A-Basin for the first ski day of the season. Cal amazes me. It was 3 degrees at the top of the mountain (without factoring in the wind chill) and he was having the time of his life going through the trees and powder. He is NOT his Mother’s child. Kudos to Ted for crouching down and holding onto him for 4 hours (as Cal hasn’t quite mastered the snow plow or how to slow down and certainly not how to stop). Tough kiddo AND tough Dad.
Cal’s fearlessness (although it will bring me a lifetime of anxiety) is one of his greatest strengths and one of my favorite things about him. And if his Dad has anything to say about it, Cal will be skiing the back bowls of Vail by Spring.
Cal at the top of A-Basin. 3 little degrees
Cal and I were reading on Christmas Eve a little book with the manger story. Cal pointed to the baby and said, “that’s Baby Jesus.” He also pointed out Mary and “Josess” but asked “where the big guy was.” I asked, “do you mean God?” He said “yes, God. God told Mary to not be afraid.”
Wise words from my own little wise man. Be not afraid. We have so very much to be thankful for and a new year of hope and joy ahead of us.
K
You have the cutest family! The outfits on the boys for their 1st Christmas are adorable.