Our last Christmas in this house. In 1 week we are moving!
Christmas eve at grandma's
Emily and Dylan. Emily is getting way too mature and I want her to stop growing older. I would also like to not grow any older. Everyone else can age.
Mr life of the party.
Claire and grandma Cheryl.
Our first Christmas as a new family of 5. I can hardly believe the new year is here. Between the holidays and buying and selling 2 homes. I am a royal mess. I loose my keys all the time. Chris now has a vision of me in the future. I am old and gray, senseless and searching for my keys.
Emily has braces, Claire has mood swings. Dylan is so much fun. Someone called him my appendage, because we are rarely separated. He is always on my hip. Will he still be on my hip when I am old and gray and searching for my keys? The only thing he hates is diaper and clothing changes. Diaper changes are an Olympic event that I dread. Full blown stinkers are the only thing I rush for, the pee pee diapers mostly just fall off with sheer weight because I dread changing his diaper so much!
He is by all means a happy, happy baby. He loves to smile and bounce. He can occupy himself for at least an hour just pushing around a car or batting at a ball on the floor with his hands. He can wave and we think he is doing the itsy bitsy spider. He also babbles daa daa, ma ma and ba ba. He can power crawl and cruise. We are in love and want this move OVER, so we can go back to relaxing.
Merry Christmas all my wonderful friends. I wish you all a great new year.
My love,
Charisa
Charisa