Deck the Halls and other suff

I know I have been horrible updating the blog.  Just be forewarned that it is a special kind of crazy around here and this thing might not be updated much until after the holidays.

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with my parents.  My mom and I cooked the whole sh-bang, and we declared it a huge success!  Noah was not so keen on the sweet potatoes but loved putting black olives on his fingers. Sadly I was so focused on getting food on the table that I forgot to take some pictures of our feast.  You will just have to imagine all the gloriousness of our dinner.

Last weekend we continued our tradition of cutting down our Christmas tree.  Our first year here, we found this cute little tree farm not far from here and cut our own.  The last two years, I traipsed around the farm hugely pregnant.  This year was only slightly easier with two little ones.  Part of the fun of having two babes so close in age is trying to figure out the logistics of things.  How are we going to wrangle two babies, an ax, a big cart, and a tree?  We decided to take the double jogging stroller out for a drive. The whole adventure went off without a hitch. Pretty much.  Both the babes were ready for a nap after our afternoon out in the cold, and fell asleep in the car.  We rounded out our day with some great pizza from a local place.  Noah went absolutely bonkers when he realized that the tree was going in his playroom!  Noah to just get the energy to decorate!

John, the babes, and our tree. The tree lost a lot of height when we trimmed it up.

Don't the babes look so excited about picking out our tree?

 

A self portrait with Noah looking as cute as possible!

Noah picked out this ornament all on his own.  I tried to suggest something a little less...(well, just less), but this is the one he wanted.  Who am I to get in the way of Christmas cheer?

We have a tooth!

This morning Annalise was chowing on a teether for fun.  I didn't actually think she was teething.  As she was chewing on it, I went in for a peek and low and behold there is one little tooth poking through!  I would have never guessed she was teething!

Noah didn't start teething until much later. He only has four teeth at the moment.  Maybe she will catch up to Noah, and I will have two kids teething at the same time.  Try and contain your envy!

love hurts

Noah loves Annalise. This is a good thing, but sometimes I wish he were a little less in love with his sister.  My day is usually spent telling Noah to to be gentle or get off his sister.  Yesterday he kept trying to climb into the exersaucer with her.  He just wants to be as close to her as possible.

Noah has a lot of love to share. He does this thing sometimes where he just runs up to you and throws his arms around your neck and rubs his face in yours.  He doesn't do this gently.  He does it hard, really hard.  All the while, he makes this sound somewhere between a growl and a squeel.  The plus side is, he starts making the noise when he is running up to you, so you kind of have a little warning to brace yourself.  It is like he just is overcome with love and has to get it out.  I wish we all could have a little more of love like this in our lives.

 

Hello world!

So I'm totally stealing my friend's idea about keeping everyone in the loop with a blog.  It probably won't be all that exciting, but maybe I can share a few things about the chaos that is my blessed life.

Noah has discovered a new affinity to climbing onto and into things lately. I caught him the other day, as we were getting ready to head out of town for Labor Day, on the dining room table. After I yelled at him to get off the table and to stop climbing, naturally I took some pictures. (I know bad mommy, but I couldn't help it.)

Yep, he is trying to get the toys for his cousins' birthdays, and yes, he is trying to open the Barbie.


A few nights later, we were all upstairs getting ready for bed and I hear some banging coming from the bathroom.  Noah had found the baby bathtub and put it into the big bathtub.  Apparently, he wanted a bath.  We seriously have to get this kid a padded room. 

Toys in the bin are just silly.

I just know he is going to grow up to be a stunt man or something similar.  Today I found him in the dog's water bowl. Sadly, no pictures of that becuase he knows he was being naughty and ran away laughing when he saw me.

And because she is so dang cute.