It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas(which is a good thing since its 5 days away)

Hello.
HOW ARE YOU?
It's been awhile, hasn't it?
We are here..just busy.
But isn't everyone this time of year???
We  have also been really sick..stomach flues, respiratory flues, a nice 5 day hospital stay for Miss Collins.
When people ask me if I am ready for Christmas, I look like a deer in headlights.
"Christmas? Christmas? Ohhhhh, THAT Christmas."
Here's hoping Santa's got his act together, because this Mama sure doesn't!

This was Collin's first encounter with Santa.

She did better than I expected.

I thought she was going to fall asleep on his lap she settled in so nicely.

When we got in the car Hollis said," Mom, I know that was not the real Santa. There was a string that attached his beard behind his ears. I almost pulled it to see if his beard would come off but I didn't. But the next Santa might get his beard pulled."

Alrighty then..

And that, my dear readers, is why I haven't taken the girls to see any more Santas this Christmas.

I might just save that special "gift" for their Dad.

That is all I have got tonight.

We are good.

We are healing.

And we are ready for the big day-fake Santas and all.

My Baby Turned One

My sweet One Year Old...
Yes, it has been a year already since she has graced our lives..
it has honestly been the fastest year of my life-in a really really good way.

Since Babygirls birthday did not include any of the hoopla that Hollis' 1st did..

I went to the bakery in town and bought the sweetest cakes I could afford.

Now they have these things called smash cakes..

cakes just designed for the baby to do what they want with it..

and smash it she did.

She would pull some of the icing off the cake and then try to put it right back where she found it!

And try to "share" some of her cake...because she is thoughtful like that. :)

Big Sis shows her how to open a present...cause big sisters are really good at things like that.

I'll love you for always.
I'll like you forever
As long as I'm living
My baby you'll be.

Happy 1st Birthday Babygirl
(and someone pass this mama the kleenex)