Friday, January 6, 2012

Scenes from Christmas morn

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I had to work this year on Christmas, so we wrote Santa a letter and asked him to please consider coming to our house on Christmas Eve. And, surprise! He did.

Christmas snow

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048, a photo by megan bauer on Flickr.

This is all the snow we had on our Christmas morning. Just enough for me. And if we never had another inch until this time next year...that would be ok, too.

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Emmett's Chelsea goalie jersey. It says his name and number on the back.

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Santa brought Owen and Emmett an air hockey table. It now resides in our basement w/ the fuse ball table.

Henry's fave gift

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Henry really, really liked his power wheels dune buggy that Santa brought him. But..his favorite toy? (see below)

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The light sabre!!!

Sunday, December 25, 2011

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Headed into his Christmas program..

Christmas Program

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My boys have been at the same preschool for a total of 6 separate years. This Christmas program is the same thing. Every year. And, it absolutely never gets old. I LOVE watching these kiddos sing. As I recall, it took Emmett until his 3rd year of preschool before he actually sang the songs.
Henry, ever the social butterfly, didn't hesistate.

The best line? Henry sings "as they shouted out w/ glue" instead of "as they shouted out w/ glee!" from Rudolph the Red nosed reindeer.

It's about time..

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Owen cut his hair. Really cut his hair. As in, his hair hasn't been this short since he was 5 years old.

Why? Not really sure...

He woke up one morning and said he wanted to cut his hair. Completely off. When I asked him why, he was vague. He said something about being tired of me running my fingers through his hair. He mentioned he was tired of me chasing him with a hairbrush. At any rate, when the stylist started cutting his hair, she would cut a bit off and then stop. To which he would say, keep going - not short enough.

Fast forward a few days when I ran into one of his best soccer buddy's mom. She says that her son told her that Owen cut his hair, because a girl in his class that he like said she would go out w/ him if he cut his hair (to which Eddie was all "I like this girl already!). Then, the mom said, that after Owen cut his hair he decided he didn't like her anyway...

Eddie and I were shocked and didn't believe the story. He has NEVER mentioned girls before. NEVER. But, at training, a group of his teammates were teasing him about this girl??

Christmas Eve, after dinner, Eddie and I had a conversation about it. He completely denied it all. Hmm...but, he did mention that everyone in class (boys and girls) liked each other. Oh boy - I guess it's that time.

At any rate, it took me forever to like his long hair. But then, I really liked it. This short hair is growing on me, but I won't tell Owen I like it. Or, he'll grow it again immediately!

Doesn't Emmett look like he belongs in the musical "Rent"? How many different colors can you throw on pal?

Friday, December 16, 2011

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Baby boy

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There's still a little bit of baby left. RIGHT?

Emmett

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8 years old. I love his heart shaped face.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Failed Christmas Card attempts

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I'm going to see my dear friend (who also happens to take beautiful photos), Amy, tomorrow in hopes that she can get a better Christmas card photo than I can. Photographer - I'm not.

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Monday, November 14, 2011

11 year old

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Owen turned 11 on November 6. It is SO hard for me to believe he's 11. The day he turned 11 we went to church (his Sunday School class walked to Burger King) and then came home and played outside. It was an absolutely beautiful day. Then, we went to yoga (his soccer team is doing yoga. Good for the mind, body, and soul. He loves it!). Then, we picked up pizza and wings for dinner (his choice).
He's not much of a "sweets" eater. So, these brownies we made just for show. He didn't eat any of them. He doesn't particularly like cake, brownies, etc. etc. And, he didn't want anything but his pizza and wings. Crazy kid.

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I just like this picture.

Crazy!

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Owen (and Justin's) Birthday Party

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Owen turned 11 on November 6, and he had a joint birthday party w/ his buddy, Justin, from his soccer team. It was opening night for Syracuse's new professional indoor soccer team, and Owen and his whole team were there! The boys had practice, and after had pizza and cake. Then, we all carvaned over to the game. Thank goodness my mom is here and stayed home w/ Henry, because the place was absolute chaos. Fun chaos. The boys had the best party ever.