How Cute Are They?

Mommy loves this picture. She says that we're the cutest Christmas kids ever!

We got to go up to Uncle Daniel and Auntie Angela's house for a pre-Christmas breakfast! It was loads of fun to visit with our cousins. The presents didn't hurt either!

Malachi got a really cool gift!

I made out pretty good, myself!

Christmas with Kermit

We went to the pet store yesterday and I catch my boys eyeing a tank filled with tiny little frogs. "Oh! Mommy! Look at the tiny frogs!" Malachi says. "We should get one of these for Wameezillow!" Solomon adds. (This is what happens when you let the 3-year-old name the goldfish.)
Well I am a sucker for critters. I smile call an associate. "We'll take one of these cute frogs." Kai begins lamenting the fact that Solomon gets to choose the frog. "Make that two of the frogs so they can both choose."
The associate nods and grabs a net, "So, how's your water quality?"
"Uuum, our goldfish does well enough in it."
"Well, these frogs are delicate. You'll want a filter."
"OK, how much are the filters?"
"$9.99"
"Yeah, OK." Noting how exited the boys are getting as she chases the panicked amphibians around the tank," I guess that will be alright."
"So, how's your tank's temperature stability?"
"Uuum...our goldfish never complaines."
"Well, frogs like a stable temperature. You'll need a heater for them."
"How much is a heater?"
"$12.95" she says as she hands my smiling children their frogs.
"Oh."
"And the frogs don't like goldfish flakes. Here's some Froggy-Feed for them."
"I see. This is what? $3.95?"
"Yes, ma'am. And here are the purifying drops for their water."
"So, what's all this equipment going to cost?"
"Looks like about 30 bucks."
"Uh-huh. And how much are these frogs?"
"Oh, it's your lucky day! They're on sale for only 99 cents!"
"Yeah. Great. What a deal."

"Furgus the Fatigued" and "Solomon the Sleepy"

Ever heard someone say, "Sleep like a baby"? The people who popularized this phrase did not have a baby. Babies only sleep when you have out-of-town relatives anxious to see them. Now, 3-year-olds? They sleep. I can run the vacuum by this guy's head during the night and he's oblivious. Cats? They're superb nappers, too. But the blissful sleeping award goes to the 3-year-old/cat duo. This combination takes the sandman to a whole new level.

TIMBERRRR!

So, we've begun a new tradition which incorporates Mommy's love of this special season and Daddy's love of shooting things. We go with our friends, the Hedlunds, up to the mountains. We all gear up and trek through the forest to find the perfect Christmas tree. Then we shoot it down. Daddy and Scott wager on how many shots it will take to bring the tree down and get competitive about who's the better shot. Then Ocean hikes back to the van to get more ammo because they keep missing. Mommy and Lori point at them and laugh. When our trees are nearly blown into bark dust, we drag them back down the mountain and tie them to the van. Then we take our perfect tree home and discover that it's entirely too big to breech the door jam. It's loads of fun! Here's some visuals for you...

We decided to head to Detroit to find our tree - we're almost there!

We're so excited to be going. It's going to be so much fun!

We're finally here! I love the snow right away! It's even fun to fall down in this stuff - you can slide everywhere - and even eat it (just watch out for the yellow kind.)!

Malachi is unsure. He's never been in the snow before and is very suspicious of all this white stuff everywhere. He keeps giving it the "evil eye".

Everything here is so beautiful. Mommy says that it looks like we've stepped through the wardrobe into Narnia.

But enough of this quiet awe - let's go kill a tree!

Well, looks like someone already shot this one down...we'll have to keep looking...

Hey, Caspian, look! There's a nice one up there!

So, Ocean, Caspian, Zion, Cayman, Malachi and I manage to shoot the tree down and drag it down the mountain...