All up in the kool-aid, dont even know the flava

Emma's school Christmas Party

Last Thursday was Emma's class holiday party for the on-Post Christian preschool she attends two mornings a week.

 

(Emma's in the black and white striped dress)

 

The kids sung (and did a decent job too!) We Wish You A Merry Christmas and Jingle Bells.

 

(That's Emma's BFF in the red dress!)

After the kids sang, we had snacks and the kids presented us with gifts they had made for us!

 

Emma's preschool teacher is wonderful and I am so so happy she is in this program!

I made her teachers banana bread for a little Christmas present.

 

In fact, I think I made about 8 loaves of banana bread this weekend! For teachers, friends, and the nursery ladies at church!

Sadly, no left over  loaves for us!

6 years!

Wow. 6 years. 

 

I'm not going to mince words, times have been tough on the marriage front lately. 

(It took me 30 minutes to come up with that sentence)

I've asked our chaplain to help us out, so here's hoping our next anniversary will be "lucky" number 7.

(bad time for jokes?)

Anyway, 6 years down!

I'm not going to mince words, times have been tough on the marriage front lately. 

(It took me 30 minutes to come up with that sentence)

I've asked our chaplain to help us out, so here's hoping our next anniversary will be "lucky" number 7.

(bad time for jokes?)

Anyway, 6 years down!

When family photos go wrong

(I actually have real posts to share with you, like my monthly ladies luncheon, or my fav gift ideas for this year, or Emma's school Christmas party, but it is late, and I just didnt have time, so.....)

 

I order for us to get a good holiday photo, we certainly went thru several, less than flattering shots of us.

 

 

I'd share the ones where my eyes are half closed, and I have 12 chins, but I deleted those immediately!

This little man

(pictures taken in Hawaii)

Oh my, Jackson is growing up so fast.

I love this little boy so much!

He loves to give me kisses (especially first thing in the morning or after I've been away) and he makes a big "MMMWHA!" noise when he kisses me.

When I get him out of his crib in the morning, he stands up and hands me all of his blankets and says "bankie, bankie, bankie" so I will carry them (and him) into the living room for him. When I pick him up, he wraps his arms around me and pats me on the back of my shoulders. 

He loves loves loves Toy Story. Woody and Buzz Lightyear  are his heroes for sure (oh, he's going to LOVE Christmas morning!).

 

He could spend an hour driving a little matchbox car around the house. 

 

He likes to sing (and dance) along to The Wheels on The Bus.

He thinks its funny to pull my pajama pants down in the morning and give me a zerbert on my bottom. 

I love him so so much.