Chris mas

Chris was so good at Christmas this year. I got kinda lazy because he was doing it all.
I bought some things for him, but not much. I wrapped them. they looked very meager.
I put them under the tree and said to him, “I wish I could give you dozens of perfect presents, but I only have four imperfect presents for you.”
He was understanding, but i know he still feels like won the christmas effort prize. I suppose I shall grant him gloating rights.


Shes getting more and more interactive, and i am not as able to take photographs of her.

This christmas is full of cute kiddisms…i haven’teven written down the old ones

Will I always remember that pizza to her is pizzum? That she likes to call us sweetie and honey and dear when she is requesting things of us?

will I always remember these little things? I may be forgetting them already.

blogs and technology have made me nearly obsessive about capturing and keeping these moments. But I dont’ want to miss the moments by tryingto observe them. It changes things to constantly have a camera thrust in