Since my memory seems to have vanished with the birth of my first child, I've got keep track of our life somehow.
Scrap booking? Um,no! Baby books? That might work for Brennen and Tilden. But the other two? I prefer not to discuss it:)If they ever ask me about their baby book, I'll just discreetly refer them to the blog of 2010. That should do the trick, don't ya think?
"I don't know when you got your first tooth, sweetie, but did you see the darling monkey pajamas you had when you were four?"
"See, you were loved!"
Christmas Eve:
It might have gone something like this. I can't really remember and the details seem a bit fuzzy.
The festivities started with handsome men cooking scrumptious food for all the ladies and children.
Except for this one...
This one definitely WASN'T cooking!
See, I told you! They can't get enough of the camera!
BACON! Ever good party must have its fair share of bacon. (Now might be the appropriate time to report that I'm STILL scrubbing the bacon grease off my back splash!)
Papa, the ever present supervisor of chaos.
We... read the Christmas story
knitted
struck a pose
got insanely excited over dollar store
silly string
and shared some love
Then we were off to see Ben's side of the family for our annual pj gift exchange.
Once again, she's never short on the drama!
I leave you with happy pictures of the Puckett Christmas 2010.
Cherishing every moment,
Lori