First of all, sorry to my blog followers about the test posts earlier today. And now, on with the post, which is only about a month and a half late. (I was waiting on a video of our Boy One singing at our Christmas Eve service, but I still don’t have it yet. Maybe next month.)
Our family was able to come in from Pennsylvania after Christmas, and here we all are.
Here are our children showing off some of their gifts from Grandpa and Grandma N.
Grandpa had his 72nd birthday while he was here.
Hear us sing to him:
Now here is the aftermath, looking like a forest fire went through.
As you know, we got a cat for Christmas (named Christmas), and we have some questions.
Do all cats climb into things, like boxes?
Do they all pretend they’re the bride?
Imitate Boy Four?
Harass Boy Four?
Make themselves look as small as possible RIGHT under where you walk?
Perch in your Christmas tree?
Get on a chair so they can play with their tail?
Sit on your school book while you’re trying to work?
Intimidate you during math class?
Climb up the windows?
But besides being odd, she is also so sweet and cuddly.
And she makes the things that are already fun, even more so.
She made the ride to Tennessee much more fun.
Awww.
Here’s our whole gang in Tennessee at Grandma J’s house:
And finally . . .
Boy Four just before his first haircut . . .
And after the deed is done:
OOPS! I thought I had a picture, but I don’t. You’ll have to wait for next time!
Well, thanks for visiting our blog once again. Blessings to you!
