Christmas cont.

Christmas cont. and cont. and cont. and cont. Kind of like the cat, it just won't go away. I still have even more Christmas-y pics after these!

Gettying it on

We always get it on at the Getty where great fun can be had with crayons. Until some stodgy old security guard comes along tells you not to scribble all over the art work. Kill joys.

Christmas 2008

My mother and Allan (Grams and Gramps) battled the airports, delays, and flight cancellation threats to be here with us for Christmas. They did all that in order to enjoy a week of dreadfully early mornings and lots of babysitting duties. Amazingly they seemed to truly enjoy it... and we did too!

On Christmas, we first blasted through weeks of wrapping and preparation (well , Ben did) in five minutes and then twiddled our thumbs until nap-time when my mom and Allan creamed us at Boggle with words like 'nite' and 'lite' ("Yeah, it's a word," they assured us. "We looked it up in our Dictionary "Wibster- Webster's Dumb, but right, Brother"). After naps we went up to join the rest of the family (Grandma and Grandpa, Aunt Vicky, Uncle Jose, Amanda Anthony and Nicole) for more Christmas frenzy and a lovely figgy pudding.

Happy Birthday Steve-o

The deterioration of my time management skills has given birth to some unexpected bonuses. Like a birthday can last over a month. I am just now getting up Steve's B-Day pics and he is still awaiting his gift, which I plan to order for him next week. What a lovely February surprise that will be... just in time for me to give him an anniversary present (which he can expect will arrive promptly... a few months later).

Ciao and Chow

Only 8 months old (when the pictures were taken) and already saying "ba-bye now, bu-bye." Until she saw the food coming and then her wave turned into a "hello... apple yogurt."

He's a Play'a

Ben warms up for his basketball match a very different way. Zoe embarrasses him on the sidelines by wearing a silly hat.