Here he is with his usual smile on his face. He is probably thinking just wait until I can walk and talk. Then the real fun will begin.
A close-up of the chubby man.
Froggy boy. He loves his baths.
The crazy adventures of Mika, Max and Pax, our little anklebiters, and the people responsible for them in the City of Roses.
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Paxton with Grandpa and Grandma
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Yipee! Can't you see my excitement!
We tricked the kids my letting them watch the ball drop on the east coast so they were in bed shortly after 9 pm!
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I know I am a cruel mother I will do anything for a cute picture.
The one in the Santa costume is a little freaky. When Pax grows up to have a fear of dolls we will know why.
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Who is this woman holding me and what is she trying to feed me!?
MOM! Come and get me Granny tried to give me a bottle! Feed me NOW!
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We all had to sit on Santa's lap Christmas Eve when he came to visit before making his run. Trent's picture well it says it all. He thought a cute little smile might avoid the coal that Santa had planned for him in his stocking. Needless to say the smile did not work he had coal for him in his bag.
Max was in complete heaven Christmas morning. He still talks about what Santa is going to bring him and is obsessed with saving every penny to buy himself more new toys. Everything in his mind revovles around how can I get more new toys, more money to buy them with and were is the candy stashed in the house.
Here we all are Christmas morning. I carefully stood behind everyone else as to only get a face shot and avoid having to look at my post pregnancy body for years to come in our family Christmas picture. My children thought I was the most evil person Christmas morning. We had church at 11:00 am and so I made everyone get ready before I would let them go downstairs and open presents. I knew once the presents came out no one would get dressed.
Santa looks a little off in this picture makes you wonder what he was up to before he came.
Here is miss Mika and all her booty Christmas morning.
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Here is a picture of are ever so cute little man. He was a little over a month when this was taken. His little legs have doubled in size and I will take some pictures of them tomorrow for the site.
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Mika insisted on being a Princess yet again for Halloween, surprise! She went with me to pick out her costume. (mom being 8 months pregnant and trying to adhere to strick bedrest, while preparing to move was not in the mood to try to make costumes this year) She saw the princess costume and strategically placed next to was this wig. Mom was also in no condition to argue with her. So we got the wig so Mika could have her long blonde hair. One day she will look back and realize my own hair would have been much better. The wig made her look like well just look at the picture and fill in your own blank...
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Here is a picture of our little superman on Halloween night. I thought letting Max stuff himself with as much candy as humanly possbile might be the way to go with him. After 1 night he had polished off all of his candy (that bag was full to the rim when we were finished) and then proceeded to attack his sisters' bag, which led to a classic Mika/Max fight, which usually consists of Max sitting on her lording over all and getting what he wants until Mom or Dad catch him. My plan of having my child get so sick of candy by overdose backfired in my face and just futher fulled his addiction. Trent is always amazed at how much fruit he can eat, I think it is just a substitute for his sugar addiction that mom refuses to support.
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