The Seattle Seahawks really stunk today and got another surprising loss. A couple days we got a dusting of snow that surprisingly didn't bring about the end of the world in the Northwest.
We are excited for the Christmas Season. I love the spirit that comes with the last couple months of the year and the feeling of a new year. We've been lucky that nothing too crazy has happened this year. Nolan had a hurt leg and ongoing soft poopies that we're having checked out. I have a broken bone in my mid foot from a Thanksgiving football game. Thank goodness it's during the winter.
Nolan is growing up so fast. He picks up words the first time he hears them and repeats them. I better be careful. He is the sweetest sassiest little thing. He throws tantrums like I did when I was his age. I told Lesley she can plan on him kicking holes in his door when we put him in there for time out. If he's like me, he'll fill the hole with marbles and hear them rattle around every time the door moves.
(our brand new Stake Center 1 mile from our house)
(he loves to drive the "ars" (cars))
(he likes to steal a sip of our soda)
(how we keep our sanity)
(saying prayers for "mama, daddy, doggies, nana's, and pop pops....amen")
(bubbles)
("bubble wawa")
(Nolan sized tree)
(we have to go to the "big boy store" (Home Depot) to get "boons")
(he destroys corn dogs)
(future dealer in Vegas)
(my domesticated hot wife)
(my drive to work)
(non-displaced avulsion fracture of my 5th metatarsal)
(so stinking shy that he almost digs his eyeballs out of their sockets)
(Grandma Janet's Christmas present to Nolan. He loves it. Thanks Mom!)
(watching the Seahawks lose)
