In that sugary monotone reserved for museum tours and flight instructions: "At this point in your reading experience, we shall depart current time and dimension to travel back to 2010 where we revisit Christmas past...
I know, I know! But will you bear with me? Since this blog is as much a record of our life for us as it is a rendering of our life to you, I want to get some memories posted before said memory fades altogether (these days, that's more likely than you might imagine).
I'll start with Christmas cookies. For no reason in particular, exactly; just that I love this tradition our kiddos and their Nana. This was the first year all three could truly experience the full spectrum, from rolling to cutting to frosting to decorating: and now that Judd is old enough to partake with his brother and sister, the warmings of the heart increased tenfold.
Judd's masterpiece...cut and sprinkled himself! 
Elijah made two giant stockings...one for himself and one for "Big Daddy." They were so covered in sugar they bore risk of diabetic shock; yet, when consumed, they were relished. Yep.
Sometimes memories can't happen without a little help from a friend.
since Candice has not accessed her camera for over a month."
I know, I know! But will you bear with me? Since this blog is as much a record of our life for us as it is a rendering of our life to you, I want to get some memories posted before said memory fades altogether (these days, that's more likely than you might imagine).
I'll start with Christmas cookies. For no reason in particular, exactly; just that I love this tradition our kiddos and their Nana. This was the first year all three could truly experience the full spectrum, from rolling to cutting to frosting to decorating: and now that Judd is old enough to partake with his brother and sister, the warmings of the heart increased tenfold.
Just look at the pleasure they took in their creations!
Judd's masterpiece...cut and sprinkled himself! Elijah made two giant stockings...one for himself and one for "Big Daddy." They were so covered in sugar they bore risk of diabetic shock; yet, when consumed, they were relished. Yep.Sometimes memories can't happen without a little help from a friend.
And sometimes memories are in the details...ones of time and precision and artistry...until you get these in the end.
Yes, that's the manger scene on Grace's cookie.
One of the aforementioned parties was with Nana at her company shin-dig where Judsen got in on the cake walk
and actually did a great job listening to the music and following the squares. So well, in fact...
...he won a turtle cake. He was mighty proud. The lickerish grin was accompanied, if I recall correctly, with a plea to break open the cake on the spot.
Said plea was promptly kaboshed.
He also got a balloon. Of course, as is his way, what at first blush was mildly astounding fast became rather elating.
The days leading to the holiday were also filled with parties and games and food - and even Grace's first piano recital.
Here she is with her sweet friend, Ally, who also debuted her skills.One of the aforementioned parties was with Nana at her company shin-dig where Judsen got in on the cake walk
and actually did a great job listening to the music and following the squares. So well, in fact...
...he won a turtle cake. He was mighty proud. The lickerish grin was accompanied, if I recall correctly, with a plea to break open the cake on the spot.
Said plea was promptly kaboshed.
He also got a balloon. Of course, as is his way, what at first blush was mildly astounding fast became rather elating.
And buddies all were we.
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