We're waiting, Santa.

And the rest of you are waiting for your Christmas cards.  We're going to take the Christmas pictures ON Christmas, a result of several flawed after church photo shoots.  So those of you who think you are forgotten, fear not.  Cards will be on their way not long after Rudolph begins the journey home.  The Adams will have their act together soon.  Until then, have a very Merry Christmas and we hope you all enjoy the magic and wonder of the season.

Santa Claus is coming to town

Yesterday morning John and I got up bright and early to take Jack and Sophie to see Santa rolling into town on a steam train.  It was C.O.L.D. but really neat.  Here are some pics of us (gasp! pictures of the grownups!) and the munchkins.

'nuff said

Numerology cont'd

Remember the whole numerology post a while back?  Scroll down to read it and you'll see why our new address must be inspired.....

A few pics of the little ones to keep you updated.  Note the abominable snow baby up top, she reminds me of the little brother from The Christmas Story in that getup.   Can't move, but oh so cute.  Moving on we have Sophie in her new black boots that she insists on wearing at all times, even when napping.  Note the missing swatch of leather on the ottoman which Sophie chewed off like a little beaver in her teething months.  Jack is now carrying on the tradition by peeling the remaining leather off in strips which Sophie then grabs from his chubby little hands and/or mouth and brings to me, pronouncing them to be twash (trash in two year old speak).  And last but certainly not least, our handsome and sweet Jack on his nine month birthday.  Couldn't BE and cuter.  He's crawling like a madman (and I remind you he's the only one of our kids to ever crawl at all!), pulling himself up to standing on anything (and sometimes nothing), he says something very close to Mama which I believe is merely his version of the same, he lights up the room with his smile, and we all love him with everything we've got.