kid pics, as promised
Well, I'm back. We had a lovely Christmas, spent part of the time in NYC, and have been home mediating the squabbles of our children for the last three days. But enough of that. I promised kid pics. Here you go!
First, there was Christmas Eve, spent with my brother and his family. The Potato enjoyed his gifts,
...as did the Bee.
On Christmas morning, we woke up to find the exciting surprises that Santa brought (unfortunately, all the pictures of the Bee are blurry). Here, the Potato enjoys one of his many new books.
After breakfast, we packed up and drove to NYC to spend the rest of the day (and the next few) with Grandma. She bought the kids these adorable matching jammies!
The Bee is a declamatory girl (but the wine was for the adults).
We always make a trip to the playground at Union Square, whenever we're in town.
Fortunately, the weather was beautiful while we were there.
Since coming home, we've been spending a lot of time pretending to be butterflies. Or gorillas. So far, not butterfly gorillas yet, but there are still two days of vacation!
First, there was Christmas Eve, spent with my brother and his family. The Potato enjoyed his gifts,
...as did the Bee.
On Christmas morning, we woke up to find the exciting surprises that Santa brought (unfortunately, all the pictures of the Bee are blurry). Here, the Potato enjoys one of his many new books.
After breakfast, we packed up and drove to NYC to spend the rest of the day (and the next few) with Grandma. She bought the kids these adorable matching jammies!
The Bee is a declamatory girl (but the wine was for the adults).
We always make a trip to the playground at Union Square, whenever we're in town.
Fortunately, the weather was beautiful while we were there.
Since coming home, we've been spending a lot of time pretending to be butterflies. Or gorillas. So far, not butterfly gorillas yet, but there are still two days of vacation!
1 Comments:
At 8:31 PM, Cataclysm said…
Wow, LOVE the matching PJs!! They are so gonna hate that picture when they are teenagers!
And whenever I read post like this, I have this weird sense of foreshadowing... still the optimistic hope that my 8-month angel will never ever be like that but a strange doubt is starting to creep in...
Hang tough Landismom!
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