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Homemade Stocking!

Pics n' Such from Thanksgiving and the Weekend After

Henry the monkey boy. (Thanks for that cute outfit, Lena!)




Baby pile!


Henry, Bailey, Corryn, and Vayda


Nana and Nora




He laughs now. Hard.


I love it.


He's so stinking sweet.


She wants to play with the umbrella stroller.


My boys in their Colts garb.


Sometimes Henry takes breaks from watching the game to suck his thumb.


I made a wreath from tree clippings. It's nothin' spectacular.


We go all out on our lights. (Sarcasm.)


Porch.


Old school Christmas lights, and an old-school demon cat.


Piano window.


The whole scene. I just need to finish making the stockings.

In other news, Willi came home from work today not feeling so well, so I'm gonna go hang out with him while he suffers in bed for a bit. I hope he feels better, like, immediately. It's sad to see that guy sick.

Dilly out.

Videos That Are Primarily Henry-Based

Henry's Naked Time & Nora, Human Dust Mop

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and

Henry Never Coos on Camera

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Scarfing Every Moment

Today, I created a Pandora radio station based off of the song "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" by Barenaked Ladies (featuring Sarah McLachlan). Then, I grabbed up my two, little munchkins, squeezed them in my lap, and practically sobbed at how awesome that moment was. They won't always fit in my lap like that. They won't always want to sit in my lap like that. I'll never have that moment back, and I sat there in that moment and absolutely scarfed it—every stinkin' second. (And yes: I am still tweaking said station.)

As I look out the window to my neighbors' house across the street (they're home this week decorating their house for Christmas and blasting Christmas music all the while), I can't help but wonder if they pine after the memories like the one I just created. (They have two kids, a girl and a boy, and the daughter is a college sophomore and the son is a high school freshman.) I'd like to think that they're still making some awesome memories with those kids, but I'm not even nearly ready to start thinking about how my relationship will change with my kids by that time of their lives (and my life). If I stop to think about it, it'll be here, and then I'll have missed all their snuggly sweetness.

Christmas is going to be so freaking sweet with these little rascals and my hubs this year. I have so much for which I am thankful.

If I could be with my little family all of the time, I'd be in heaven. Alas, we have to be able to make a living to feed these little rats, we have other obligations in life from time to time, and dramaliciousness from outside our little world will rear its ugly head around us (ugh). So, heaven has to wait most of the time (if only I will be so lucky to go to there when I cash out, too). When a little bit of heaven shows itself around here, I absolutely have to scarft it. Every. Single. Moment. And I'm so glad and grateful I can.

Dilly out.

Lunch Interview with Nora, Part IV-a and b

The phone always rings during lunch time!The faces are really what make this so fun.

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A Text Entry About the Kids (for Once)!

Willis got Nora out of her bed this morning before he went to work, and when he brought her into our room, she pointed to everyone and said who they were. She said, "Mommy. And Henry. And Hobbes."

Then, she turned, saw the cat and said, "A NUT!"

Man, am I glad I don't call him other names (you know: the names that I want to call him that have, like, four or five letters).

She also says, "penguin," now, and you can actually understand it when she says it.

When Henry cries, she'll go, "Henry sad," and she'll say it with a sad, little voice.

Nora also has begun requesting naked time. She'll say, "Neked!?" or "Nakey!?"

It cracks me up! When she's naked she's a happy camper, too. I just wish she were potty trained so I didn't have to worry about chasing her with a cloth diaper to sop up any messes she might make (and she hasn't made any messes in awhile). She's too young and uninterested in that yet, though.

The other night, we went to the I Street Tavern (our favorite local restaurant), and we realized that we may be at a point where we can't go out to eat with her (at least not for a good while). She went a bit nutty. She's almost two, after all. That's a bummer for me because sometimes, going to the I Street Tavern is the only time I might leave the house in a week or two. Sometimes I go to the grocery, I guess. Woohoo. It is what it is, though.

Little Henry is really cooing up a storm lately. He's such a sweet, happy little baby! As I'm typing this, he's a-hootin' and a-hollerin' in his play gym. He's telling the little animals what for, I guess. So funny!

He's been sleeping so well lately, too. I knew it would get better. I just had to wait for it. We're on our way to catching up, now! (We've still got a ways to go: we're still recovering from that labor!)

Molly's Birthday Party

Here are some pics from my niece Molly's birthday party.

Check out Henry's kicks! Thanks Bergrens!

A large chunk of the "Dill cousins." We're missing all the Rainbows here (all five).

The birthday girl and Henry.

Henry, Molly, and Bailey.

"What's up, sugah?"

So cute.

Some sort of Lion King/Michael Jackson thing happening here.

Aunt Marlene and Henry.

The following pics are from Jerm and Marlene.

Nora loves balls.

Willi and the boys playing video games.

I love to smell his head.

Uncle Ben's goatee, Uncle Ben, and Henry. Teehee.

Willi with Henry.

His Nike kicks are SWEET!

Aunt Jody and Bailey, and Ben and Henry are in the background.

KICKS!

Willis Peyton Manning Brown.

Nora and her ball collection.

Killian and Liam pile and Willis talking to Jerm in a tube.

Nora tackles it.

Daddy holds all the kiddos. (Nora's doing the thing she does with her penguin, only she doesn't have her penguin.)

Mmmm.

Jody's cupcakes were tasty.

It was, like, 70 degrees outside.

Nora and the Dora ball.

"Let me out."

Man. You can really tell Jode and I are related here.

Daww.