Guess Who Is Riding Without Training Wheels!

What a beautiful day to be on the mountain!

Waiting in line to sled.

Our turn!

Scouting out a spot for lunch.

Time for snowshoeing.  We can climb anything in these things!

Taking a break to enjoy the view.

Champion snowshoers at the end of the trail!

Writing My Name

I taught myself how to write my name.  This is the third time I've done it.  No instruction, no coaching.

Happy birthday, Sweet Nathan!

 

 

Little Crime Fighters

We had a fun day with Holden and Karen at the children's museum.  These almost-4 year olds may be short in stature, but they are big in bravery and strength, and the streets were safe today!

A Holiday in Pictures

Let's start with the best quotes of the season.

Nathan, after opening his first gift from Santa: "SWEEEET!!  What's in here?"

Evan, after shaking a wrapped gift that was tagged for Nathan:  "Grandma, these are Legos, but it says it's for Nathan.  Are you sure you didn't get the tags mixed up?"

 

Everyone was excited about Nathan's new scooter, but no one was as pleased as Evan, who will no longer have to fight to ride his own scooter.

Reading the book that I made for Dad.

 

First game of catch with the new mitt.

Trying out the new scooter.



 

Annual walk downtown to enjoy the lights at the park and on the pier. 

The Great Scooter Show.  These kids did all kinds of jumps and tricks.

Not pictured:

Legos, Legos, and more Legos.

Nathan stripping down to change into his new pajamas immediately after opening them, and staying in them all day.

Cut-throat games of Old Maid.

Nathan's enthusiastic exclamations of "Sweet!", "This is just what I wanted!", and "Awesome!" when opening every gift.

Grandpa's second annual Christmas morning outfit.

Dad building us an airport for our fighter jets in between Christmas celebrations.
Building a huge fort on the beach.

Did I say Legos?

I lost  my first tooth yesterday!  It's a pretty good story.  Nathan and I were wrestling and Nathan kicked me in the mouth and out popped my tooth!  Actually, in popped my tooth, and I accidently swallowed it!  We learned that the tooth fairy does not need evidence.  She left me a silver dollar despite not getting my tooth in return. 

All of the tooth wiggling during the past couple weeks sure made Mom think a lot about Great Grandpa Bob, who was fairly diabolical in his encouragement and ideas to "help" his grandchildren lose their loose teeth.  Although, she told stories of pliers and slamming doors and dancing with dolls on my head, she didn't have the gleam in her eye that he did, so I didn't fear that she would actually go through with any of it.