ANTHONY TURNS 6

Happy Birthday to my sweet, spunky little Anthony Thomas.

Mommy and Daddy love you to the moon, sun, and stars -- We love you millions.

PHOTOBOOTH ❤

I love photo booth. I love it even more now that my Liv Grace taught me a thing or two about it. You know, how you can change the effects and such. I guess my three year old is more tuned into technology these days than her 35 year old mother - go figure.

We thoroughly enjoyed some quality mother daughter time playing around with all these fun features.

AVA TURNS 9!

Happy Birthday to my beautiful, sweet Ava Marie. I can't believe you are 9 today -- it seems like just days ago I was holding you in my arms, rocking you and staring at you in disbelief as you were our very first baby.

Mom and Dad are so very proud of you and all that you have accomplished with dance and school this year. We love you to pieces, Ava Marie Shelton. You are such a loving and caring sister, friend and daughter. Never, ever change.

GROWING

My baby boy is growing up, and it makes me happy, excited, and sad all at the same time.


So very many emotions....

I am happy as it is so fun to see him grow, learn new things, and change from a baby into a toddler. I am excited as soon I will not have to deal with early morning wake up calls, poopy diapers, splashing around in toilets, and the whole getting into everything stage. And at the same time I am sad about there being no more early morning wake up calls, poopy diapers, splashing around in toilets and the getting into everything stage. I am sad that this is the last time I will see that first smile, that first step, hear "mama" for the first time. All those "firsts".

This is our last baby. For absolutely sure this time - couldn't even happen if we wanted it to. And believe me, there have been a few moments of temporary insanity where I have said, "I sure wish we could have one more." But like I said, we can't [by our own doing - ahem- snip- snip] and this o.k.

It is time to start a new chapter in our lives. I take comfort in the fact that we will be happy, excited and sad about many other stages in our children's lives, so I won't be missing out on any of these emotions. It will just be different kinds of happy, excited and sad. And I look forward to it all.

Happy Holidays!

Keeping with my theme of not having enough time in day to do anything, I thought I would share the picture I used for our Christmas card. That never got sent out - go figure.

Happy Holidays to everyone!

I'M BACK -- AND BREAKFAST WITH SANTA!

I'm back! Sort of....

I haven't been blogging, and here is the reason why. Life has been as crazy as ever with school, getting Ava to and from dance 5 days a week [more on that to come], getting Lucas to and from hockey 3 days a week, keeping up with housework, laundry, and all the other day to day "to-do's." Not to mention Christmas is a week away - which means I have had a house to decorate, holiday parties to host, holiday parties to go to, gifts to buy, gifts to wrap -- you get the idea. It has been busy 'round here.

Another reason - because I really do feel the need to find excuses for not posting for months on end - is that my camera has been broken. And if I don't have pictures to go along with my posts, it just doesn't seem worth writing to me....There is something about having a picture to go along with my words. Anyway - the Mr. claims he has fixed it, but I don't believe it for one darn minute. He tinkered with it and managed to get the flash working again, but it still isn't taking good pictures. I am thinking it is just done for and that I need to come to the realization that my $700 camera is now a piece o' crap. But for now, I am going to just use it, post my words with crappy pictures to go right along with them.

So, crazy life + broken camera = severe lack of posts as of late.

But I am getting back to it today with some not-so-wonderful-in-quality-but-chalk-full-of-sweet-memories pictures from our Breakfast with Santa.

Daddy and Nathan getting ready to eat breakfast...

Checking out Santa from a distance....

The boys, all full of fake smiles to show their excitement that my camera is now in working order again [sort of.]

Nathan oh so happy to be stuffing his face full of syrupy filled french toast sticks. This kid has a serious love for eating.

Miss Liv with her very best friend in the whole wide world - her cousin Lucia.

They love each other so much. It most certainly is the cutest darn thing to see these to girls hugging, whispering secrets and giggling when they are together.

They had quite an extensive chat with Santa about what they wanted...

So did the boys....

Nathan? Notsomuch. In fact, he was incredibly scared of Santa. So scared he screamed, cried and kicked his legs the entire minute he was on his lap.

Liv couldn't stop hugging him - most likely trying to butter him up for her insanely long list. The one that includes pretty much every single toy ad she has ever seen on T.V. over the past month.

Nathan steered clear of Santa for the rest of the morning, and proceeded to walk around with his delicious, yet very messy blue candy cane while waving to all the other people there to see that scary, scary man they call Santa.

One final picture with the Santa before leaving. Nathan, of course, was shaking in his boots when Santa approached, so we didn't force him to sit in on the picture. Ava was at dance class and really wasn't missing anything as she "so knows he isn't real anyway." [Her words.]

One last wave to Santa as he heads back to the North Pole to get ready to deliver all those presents!

IT'S A FIRST!

Nathan had his first haircut today; and I have to say he did very well. Meaning he didn't freak out, scream and flail around wildly in the chair while the poor soul who was given the task of cutting his hair attempted to do just that. He did seem a bit confused as to what was actually going on -

why there was this strange girl standing behind him with a pair of scissors in her hand and a big ol' smile on her face and talking some serious baby talk in a high pitched voice,

but that confusion seemed to fade once his big sister handed him one of those glorious dum-dum's. With sucker in hand, he sat back and enjoyed that sugary deliciousness to the fullest, with no other care in the world. Especially one as little as some girl trimming up his lovely locks.

I was happy, he was clearly happy,

and the hairstylist had to be happy.

All was well in the world.