Duncan & Daddy - Christmas Tree

I’m a little late on the Christmas recap/tree decorating pictures but hey, what are you going to do?

Duncan wasn’t quite sure what to make of the Christmas tree.

Truth be told, when we brought it in he started crying.

Christmas trees are scary! Especially when your mom is laying on the ground underneath the tree to get the thing in the stand!

Our little soldier warmed up to it quite fast though. I took him over to it so that he could touch it and see that it wasn’t a boogeyman!

Decorating it was, eh. He didn’t quite know what to make of it. He liked touching the ornaments though.

Duncan & Mom - Christmas Tree

I didn’t get very many pictures of the present opening because I was too busy enjoying the moment.

That’s the good thing about holidays though, you get wrapped up in the moment of just being. Then later you get mad at yourself that you didn’t take enough pictures to remember the moment.

Here’s a few of Duncan and Daddy opening some presents though!

Duncan at Christmas

Duncan at Christmas

Duncan at Christmas

Like what the cats have done to the couch?

Christmas was a blast. Duncan made out like a bandit and I loved his first Christmas.

All of us

I just want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours!

I hope it’s fantastic, warm, and full of fantastic food.

I’m horrible at the number of days I’ve missed so I’m going to stop counting them.

I have no excuse. Well, I do but, I won’t use him!

Why I’m thankful: Smiles.

Reading something good

Day 8. Can you believe it? Where does the time go and, why is it going by so quickly?

Now, what am I thankful for today? Oh yes, sleeping babies.

Without sleeping babies I could not see this:

Sleeping w/seahorse

Day seven of this challenge and can I just add that it is gorgeous weather out right now? Stunning! I love it!

That wasn’t my thanks for the day though! This one is a little silly.

I’m sure other moms and dads have done this.

I am thankful for the ability to make up new diaper changing rules with every single poopie diaper that is made in my presence.

You know the rules that you make to get out of changing the diaper that has no become a crime scene? Ahh, yes. I always seem to be the one doing it.

He was looking at you while he did it, so you have to change him.

He’s closer to you that means he wants you to change his butt.

How many have you changed today? Oh, well I’ve changed (insert number that’s higher than his, even if it’s not the truth because let’s face it, it rarely is)!

The rules of getting out of changing the poopie diaper.

Sadly, I have no one to pass a rule off on right now. I have to go tackle this scene head on.

If you don’t hear from me in a couple days, send help!

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