Trimming the tree...

over & over & OVER again!

*side note* ...this is all new to me. It's the first time I've ever had this sort of trouble. Didn't know there was such a thing as only decorating the top half of the tree. I'll have to remember for next year... though it really really bugs me and I keep putting the ornaments back.

This is how it all goes down first thing in the morning at my house in the month of December:

Victim:

Culprit #1:

 

Culprit #2:



Culprit #3:



Finding my something pretty and sparkly... to pieces. The shame!

 

At least Aubri is trying to put them to good use and is collecting ornaments (which she refers to as apples) for grandmother. She is little red riding hood.

This cute boy is just being plain naughty! He first stole my colander from the kitchen, collects the ornaments, and proceeds to throw them one by one down the stairs. Good thing I got rid of my glass ornaments and bought the shatter proof ones instead.


Lets look at the evidence again...

NAUGHTY:


NICE:


*I guess we know who's getting a lump of coal for Christmas. ;)

a little reflection fun:


& I just like this picture mainly because the sun was shining that day. Thats always nice, even if your kids are destroying your tree. :)

Aubri's 4!

This past Sunday Aubriana turned 4!!! She was so excited about it! When she woke up I started singing Happy Birthday to her and she then responded, while touching her face... "AH! My mouth got big, my nose got big, my eyes got big and my hair is LONG like you mom! I'm big!" Funny how that happened overnight. You can't help but laugh at a 4 year old imagination.

Its so fun to see the changes they go thru each year. Especially since it seems like yesterday when they were just born and you were holding them as a tiny baby (Tim and I did some reminiscing on her birthday, can you tell?).

Anyway, we had a big family party the weekend before Thanksgiving and celebrated her cousin Sophi's (turned 2) and Soren (turned 1) and Aubri's together! It was awesome! We took the kids to the Bullwinkle Fun Center and let them play in the over crowded Kiddopolaus. Then we headed back to our house for pizza, cake and presents. Man, did those kids get presents! Their Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Dana and Uncle Jim were too generous! The kids had a blast and I only really have a couple of decent pictures from the whole thing. I wasn't in the photopp zone... between knocking my brother-in-law over with my hinny trying to get some pictures and almost burning a pizza... well, I tried.

I did get some memorable pics of Aubri on her actual birthday. I bought her a cardigan to go over a really pretty dress her Grandma Jones bought her. So she was so excited to be dressed up on her birthday for church. We have church at 1, so I didn't get started on decorating her cake until after 7 pm! I know... I'm horrible! The day just got away from me. Aubri had a good birthday though, so thats what matters, right?!

First... here is a little interview I had with her. I got the idea off of pinterest.  You can get the page to print HERE. I think I'll be doing this with her every year from now on... if I can remember. One of the things that was exciting was she wrote her own name, by herself, on her birthday! I was so impressed! She's been able to do it ever since. Her name on the paper is all her, without any help from the peanut gallery! Go Aubs!

*Keep in mind that I just wrote her answers the way she said them. Some are pretty darn funny.

Right before she blew out her candles, she made a wish out loud. It was pretty funny but I can't remember what it was.


The presents. We got her little people to go with the big doll house that her Aunt Lurlyn bought her. The two girls she is holding below she named:  Karshia and Kaboosa. LOL!


This is Timmy, jealous that he's not getting any presents to open. :(


Playing her new fishing game with dadda.


The next day, Aubri asked her dadda to play dolls with her. He got to be the Grandma and I think Aubri's playing with Kaboosa. :) I couldn't help snap a photo. Tim's man enough. No shame in being a good daddy.