Friday, December 26, 2008

This is much better than last year!

This time last year I was finally home with my family after being released from the hospital. I really didn't understand all of the hullabaloo about the "Christmas" thing. This year I totally get it!

Mommy got me all dressed up for pictures and some fancy dinner.

I'm not really a fan of fancy dinners. I made my case known.

Papa Bruce to the rescue! Here we are all ready to go.


After what felt like a never ending dinner we came home for a preview of what was to come: presents! I had my very own cheerleader showing me how to open the presents.

I got some great new Christmas PJ's so I could look super cute in all my Christmas morning pictures.


I was a very good boy this year and Santa filled my stocking extra full. I even got some yummy Christmas candy, which keeps disappearing even though I haven't had any yet. Strange...


Then it was out to the Christmas tree for more presents from Santa. Thanks to the practice I got on my birthday I was really good at this present opening thing.


I got some really fun new toys to play with. Some of them light up and make noises. This one spits balls out for me to chase around the house. Awesome!


I got Daddy this great new hat. Looks good doesn't it?


I got my own new hat also, and a matching scarf! Great Aunt Randi made it for me.

All this present opening can really make a boy tired. Time for a break.

But, not to be outdone by my big sister, I had to prove just how spoiled I am also. I got a Giraffe!


Yep, this was definitely better than last year. Merry Christmas everyone!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Tis the Season

To Celebrate My Birthday! One cake for me...

One cake for everyone else.

Lotso presents!

But I like the paper the best.

Mom and Dad thought that it was about time to introduce me to shoes.



But I got toys and new friends as well.

After presents, time for cake!!! Here's my first taste...


I even shared with Dad...


My tummy feels a little funny after all that buttercream.

Sobriety test time... Touch your nose son...No, I said YOUR nose.


Birthday kisses from sissy...

Oh my, this celebration is going to my head...

As Dad always says, if you need a bath after your birthday party, then things went well.

So it was off to the tub

Happy Birthday to Me!