Happy New Year

Hope everyone had a safe and sparkly New Year’s Eve!
What is it about boys and fireworks?
We didn’t quite make it to midnight, but we had fun trying! Well, Christian might have made it. I’m not sure, I was already asleep! Oh well, Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas

Christmas Come Early

Our boys recently decided they wanted a basketball goal. Funny thing, our neighborhood had this covenant saying you could only have them behind the house, and we didn’t have a spot big enough behind the house to fit one. Most everyone thought the covenant was stupid, but no one ever did anything to change it, including me. It had never been an issue for our baseball and football playing, hunting, fishing boys. Luckily, Ms. Laura & Mr. John took on the daunting task of changing the covenants, and they did it!  My boys couldn’t be more happy!
This is the first year they have played basketball, and the goal is truly their new favorite thing.
Jackson plays on an 8 foot goal, so I was surprised to see him making it on the full size goal. Not to worry, we can get it down to 8 feet, but he doesn’t want us, too. 
The goal was set up by yesterday afternoon, and the boys played until way after dark.
Thank you Ms. Laura & Mr. John!

Forgive Me, I’m Trying

I know I’ve been scarce around here, and I’m sorry. I really have been in the spirit, I promise, I have. I finally took my wreaths over to Mom’s and got her to help me jazz them up. Her house is way better than going to Michael’s, besides, no one at Michael’s has ever helped me decorate a wreath!

We are done with school, those Christmas cards have been sent out, and I’m almost positive that I’m done with my shopping, so surely, it’s about to slow down, isn’t it? At least those wreaths are done! Thank you Momma.

The Level of Excitement

Jackson has told me 10 times that this Santa, which is NOT the real Santa, called him “Big Guy.” I’m not sure if the look on my Jack Smack’s face is a response to the big guy comment, or the fact that he was certain that this Santa was an imposter. Either way, my baby didn’t look all that jazzed about this encounter.