Rub-a-dub-dub

So Dylan is still (almost) small enough to give him a bath in our bathroom sink...much easier than leaning over the bathtub. Now he is almost 3 months...but in this picture he is 2 months old, 12 lbs, and 23" tall! I think we have another giant in our family! But, he's a cute one.

Great-Grandma vs Technology

For Christmas, my Aunt Gayle came up with the brilliant idea of getting Grandma (88 1/2 yrs old) a digital picture frame and her husband, Mike, spear-headed loading ALL the pictures onto it...and it REALLY is great for Grandma...though we had to laugh when she opened the gift---I think she thought it was a tiny TV. She LOVED it once we showed her all the pictures of her adorable great-grandkids and other family. Technology is slowly becoming her friend...with a little help :)

Merry Christmas!

Since we're only spending Christmas this year with 1/3 of our family...here is a glimpse into our Christmas morning.

The boys were up at 7am as usual...we were actually expecting them quite a bit earlier, so Charlie & I feel lucky to have "slept in" on Christmas morning!

Sweet Dylan was his usual cheerful self...he does cry at least once a day for a few minutes.

There are no tea sets or Barbie dolls in our household of boys (though, we do have one baby doll, a "manly kitchen" and a couple of My Little Ponies to keep the girlfriends happy).

This Christmas our playroom has been left bursting at the seams!

We have a castle...

...tons of Star Wars Galatic Heros (they doubled their collection this Christmas--easily getting at least 50 new guys)...

...a roomful of trains (Aunt Diane & Uncle Brandon gave the boys "Grand Central Station")...

...(did I mention the "roomful" was our front living room FULL?)...

...atheletic clothing for "BEALS UNIVERSITY"...

...a puppy named "Superman"...

...another pirate ship (we now have two...less sharing)...

...and Luke's favorite-- A SPACESHIP!

So we'd like to go on record as stating that our boys do know presents and vacation are not the REAL REASON for Christmas...which is not entirely reflected here (but we'll just blame the relatives).

Thanks for all the gifts that will help entertain the boys for the next two weeks...(resulting in Karen keeping her sanity).

May you be as blessed as we feel; and may your house be a little quieter than ours! :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS!