He does still very stongly believe that he is a lap dog. A seven pound lap dog. He's getting awfully close to tripple digits on the scale....but he believes he is a lap dog.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Waiting patiently
This year Santa didn't miss our stop. We waited out in the cold for him to arrive. She didn't feel good, but certainly wasn't going to miss a quick visit with St. Nick. I wish I did't have his hood on so you could see just how sweet his face is. He is super excited and shared a baggie of homemade candies with him.
Highlights of the season
Of course, the gingerbread house. Isn't it funny how whenever we do something sweet that Riley goes and grabs an apple to eat. Not a sweet lover my littel boy. My little girl on the other hand...completely opposite. I did not post the photo of her licking the frosting off of the house, then, deciding to be more effective and just squirting it directly into her mouth. She likes her a sweet anything. Making cookies for Santa Clause. Apparently he likes sprinkles. Alot. Look a the focus on Riley's little face!~
My babies. Waiting for Santa to take a quick drive by on the fire-truck. Even though he is so busy!
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