
ONE COOL DUDE
WISHING EVERYONE A
HAPPY NEW YEAR
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Again, I don't think the reason you should NEVER leave a child unattended, is for their safety... it's for your own SANITY. I'm never afraid that Luke's going to get hurt, but I'm always worrying about my house being destroyed.
On the Sunday between Christmas and New Years, it was warm enough to venture outside. So, we took advantage of it and took Luke down to the beach so he could swing. It's so funny to see him in the swing now compared to the first time we put him in it last year when his little head didn't even come up above the top of the seat. Needless to say, he loves to swing. He just giggled the whole time. After swinging, we let him go exploring. He just walked everywhere...you know that's his most favorite thing to do. He loves to walk on new surfaces - it's a challenge for him to master his balance. And now that he is somewhat running, the sand was a great surface for when he gets ahead of himself and crashes to the ground.

Christmas 2008 was wonderful. Unfortunately, we didn't get to spend it with any of our family, but we were certainly thinking about all of them spread across the country. The three of us started out our celebrating on Christmas Eve. Marc built a fire and we started making goodies to nibble on throughout the day. Of course we had to take pictures. These two were taken in the afternoon in front of the fireplace.













On Christmas Day, I became 19 weeks prego. For being only 4 months along, I still think I'm big - definitely bigger than I was at 4 months with the twins. We go to the Perinatologist this coming Monday for our first sonogram, so at that time, they should be able to exactly determine how far along I really am. With my luck, I'm probably right where my doctor told me I was, and I just have to face the fact that I'm big. But honestly, I LOVE being pregnant, so in reality, my size doesn't bother me.

This past Saturday, Marc surprised Luke an me with an early Christmas present - tickets to an UVA basketball game - they were playing Auburn. We decided to make the day of it, by going early so we could enjoy a nice lunch beforehand, and not have to rush to get to the game on time. Well, we definitely didn't have to worry about that. We ended getting up to John Paul Jones Arena at 2:30 (when the gates opened) with the game not starting until 4:00. This gave Luke plenty of time to stretch his legs. Him and Daddy walked back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth in the concourse behind the area where we sat. We went up to our seats at about 3:00 and settled in for an exciting game. The game was pretty boring for the first half, with the Hoos losing, but in the second half they made a major comeback and even took the lead for a little while. Unfortunately, they lost in the last few seconds by two points. Despite the loss, we all had a great time, and plan on going back for a few more games. Before the game, Daddy couldn't resist buying a little something for his little man. On Sunday, Luke tried out his new basketball hoop.
It's that time of year when I get to do one of my favorite activities - decorating the Christmas Tree. This year however, was very different. One, I had a little helper. Two, I had to be very cognizant of what I hung where. And three, I was only able to hang maybe half of our ornaments. Despite these obstacles, I wouldn't change anything for the world. My little helper was actually very helpful. He hung his Santa ornament and he hung one of the LOW hanging ornaments.




This year, with ALL our friends in the hood, it was decided that instead of exchanging gifts - especially since our group is growing - we would have a big pitch-in Christmas Dinner. We had it at the Walker's garage (upstairs), in which Brenda and Rick did a wonderful job setting all the tables up and making it very festive with candles and Christmas decorations.



On this First Day, of the Christmas month - at the Westgate Mall in Amarillo, TX - Luke got to visit with Santa Claus. He sat on his lap, with no protest, and just kept staring at him. He wasn't scared at all. Santa asked him what he wanted for Christmas, and Luke just kept staring. I was waiting any second for Luke to try to grab Santa's glasses, but he never did. He was such a good boy - as always.