Nana and Papa spent Christmas relaxing in Hawaii. Let's all do that someday. Seriously. Best idea ever. They brought back Hawaii shirts and necklaces.

Don't you hate it when you've got a booger in the middle of a modelling session?

That darn nose was still buggin' her =)

Aloha!

Avery really enjoys her pudding.

I broke out the kids' Christmas plates tonight. They're boy and girl faces on which to arrange food for hair, earring, etc. They still wouldn't touch the baked broccoli and chicken cacciatore I lovingly created with my own two hands from my new fun cookbook (thanks Debbie!). So, they knew there would be no sharing in the treats with the Webelos Scouts that come to our home Wednesday evenings.

I was impressed, however, and flattered =) when Tate calmly sat at the counter munching on grahm crackers and not even trying to sneak into the chocolate and mallows in front of his face. The flattery came in when he looked at me and said, "Good job mom. Good job on making s'mores for the scouts." First off, it seemed so mature for my little boy to say. Secondly, yes, thank you. I did do a good job =) Thanks, Tate, for reminding me to stop badgering myself about not doing scouts good enough and to remember that any effort I make is good. Right?!

Now there's a beautiful fire in our fireplace. First one since the move almost a year ago. (Nevermind that I bought a starter wood thing that does not allow for cooking in said fire. The microwave makes nice s'mores anyway.)