Sunday, November 25, 2012

Thanksgiving.

I kid.  I took not one picture of Thanksgiving.  Not one.  I made cookies, icing, lemon pie, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green beans, rolls, other things I can't remember, cleaned like a mo fo etc etc.

So lets move into Christmas.  The holiday I've actually already decorated and photographed.  Nesting is full force.  Massive.  I maybe packed up a shiz ton of G's toys last night.  He won't notice, right?  Ps. He has.  Mostly because I didn't finish nesting.  I packed up his toys and moved them upstairs outside of his room last night and so perps they are still there.

We also took G to look at big boy beds at which he told me, "But mama, I already have a bed."  touche g$, touche.

SOoooooooooooooooo here you go.  for now.  There are more coming.  G has a santa shirt...and Christmas tree pants.  I'm just sayin'.


And then we attempted Christmas card pictures.  That mostly involved G running around and saying, "look mama, a peacock.  Look mama, a time tunnel.  Look mama, I put my hands in the water."




6 months pregnant.


Self portraits.  Who is checking the sun on that?



Sitting ='s not attractive.


Ben told me that standing on a super ledge wasn't safe.  I said... meh?


White men.


Trying to talk G into a cute picture.



Majority of the time he spent running around.








Did you catch all that?  

Christmas cards ordered.

3 comments:

Shaina said...

want to come nest at my house, the christmas bins are inside just not open. 6 months preggo looks great on you!

Sarah K said...

You guys are adorable. Love the pics.

A.B. said...

We attempt cuteness. mostly I attempted large-ness. SUCCESS.

Shaina, I'll def come nest at your house... if that means holding a baby.