Thursday, December 24, 2009

My Two, Boys

Finally! After waiting all month long, the Professor gets to demolish the annual gingerbread house. And eat it for breakfast. Aren't I a good mother?

Me, in gingerbread. At least me right now in my life. Googly eyed and perched on the edge.

What goodwill towards men looks like when you are 13 and it is too early in the morning for anyone but an overly excited 5-year old to be awake.

Ah, there's the boy I love and adore!

And my one attempt at doing something festive with the boys this year. Let's just say it was a bust in the house-decorating division of my life, due in large part to my inability to do more than lay around and be horrendously sick.

Much love,


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