Mom and I took the boys to the pink pig. Both my mom and I used to go as kids at the Riches and Festival of Trees, so it was a fun nostalgic trip. Caleb loved it so much he got a pink pig stuffed animal that he now sleeps with every night. You can guess what Daddy thinks of this.
| sorry mom for making you hold everything. |
| The boys love their Aunt Tonya. And this is Caleb's new face every time you take a picture, he is saying Cheese. |
| the boys hanging out together on the couch |
| Caleb with all his presents. He was a bit overwhelmed and wanted to relish each gift. |
| Excited face! |
| Love this picture. No idea what she is laughing about but I just love it. Uncle Ry Ry is Caleb's favorite person and also the food whisperer. Caleb will eat anything for/with his Uncle Ry Ry. |
| Bill and KoKo Mardis were there too (KoKo is the little bitty dog in his lap). Oh and Caleb learned his last name from KoKo, so now he says all of our names with the last name I'm Mommy Mardis now. |
This is me attempting to get a good picture of the boys on Christmas morning. As you can see I never got a good picture of all of them looking in the same direction. Caleb is hugging and kissing Micah not choking him in case you were worried.
| This one is my favorite. All of them are not looking at me but they are all watching TV. |
| Check out my cool tricycle (he calls it a bicycle) |
| Happy baby jumping. |
| I thought this was cute |
| We are both wearing blue vests. |
| His new exersacer. |
| Hmmm, maybe he will be crawling soon. In the mean time he loves to be on his tummy with a toy in his mouth |
| cubby legs |
| Caleb brought him a toy and Micah loved holding onto something while jumping. As you can see Micah spends a lot of time hanging out (ha ha ha). |
| So handsome, just like daddy. |
| I was in the kitchen and i look up to find this. I have no idea what he is thinking of when he arranges his toys. |
| Lincoln logs Caleb's new toy, I mean daddy's. |
Hope everyone had a great Christmas and New Years.


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