For some reason I have a really hard time blogging about big events, like say, Christmas, birthdays, Thanksgiving, etc. Pretty sure it's because I'm kicking back having a grand old time and I forget to take pictures, then I feel like I have nothing to show after all that fun. Oh well.
I decided that I would just put up the pictures I did take (in between eating milky ways out of my stocking) and use those to sum up this last week and half.
Logan has discovered his reflection and thoroughly enjoyed giggling at himself in the balls. He also likes to look at himself in the mirror and doesn't seem perturbed at all that the baby in the mirror is also being held by his mom.
Here we are on Christmas Eve. I was trying to keep Logan's fist out of his mouth for 2 seconds so we could see his face. He was none too happy about it, but we caught a moment in between hollers of frustration.
After a talent show at the In-laws where kids sang and Tyson and I played a lovely viola/trumpet duet, plus delicious food and a reading of Luke, Logan was ready for bed and I was wishing he wasn't in the 75% for weight.
I should have taken one after the four inches fell.
Actually two because I couldn't decide which one I liked better.