*

Dad playing the super fun game:
 Guess Who Made Which Gingerbread House?

He was full of confidence he got them all right...until he found out he was 1 for 8.
(Mine was the only one he had correct.)

 

A yearly tradition,
Fargos pizza before driving around looking at lights.

*In the spirit of full disclosure I should include:
The event was tragically cut short due to excessively rowdy passengers who have absolutely zero  respect for  
their mother's earnest effort to produce storybook quality holiday family fun memory making steeped in tradition.....
complete with Christmas carols.

Sugar cookies with my sugars.

Gift wrapping of the $ store loot they bought for each family member with their allowance.
I wish I could bottle up and save forever the happy I felt watching them select
{special} gifts for each of their siblings,
their parents, (and the dogs.)
**I'm fairly certain some brand new scissors are in my near future.
♥

Tyden's finished handful of product.

 

And so, after testing (to see if the {procedure} to reverse the {procedure} worked)

we discovered it's extremely unlikely that Bobby and I

will be able to have any more biological children.

Following a prolonged period of puffy eyed wailing, mourning and grief stricken sobbing,

(cemented with excessive comfort in a wrapper consumption a.k.a. chocolate)

 I picked myself up off the floor.....

and bought a puppy.

Me and my sweet-as-can-be hairy baby boy, Arrow.