I went a little overboard on pictures this month so I had to split this post. I'm probably guilty of taking more than I should but our lives are so busy and crazy and I have a very bad memory so I take pictures so I won't forget!
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| I love this picture because it shows the real Kate. She is not a fan of cooperating for pictures so I have a hard time capturing her silly sweet personality. |
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| This kid and his hair |
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| This shows off Kate's hair cut that Greer did. |
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| These two- they are my instigators. |
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| Tree climbing has been a big thing lately. Believe it or not our daredevil Andrew was scared to do it. |
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| Dinner with these girls is always a treat |
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| Daddy's girl |
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| Finished product! |
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| Jingle Bell Trot at James's school |
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| The race route under the lights |
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| We ran into Santa at the race |
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| "What? Am I really on the nice list???" |
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| Make your own pizza at lunch that no one ate. At least the process was fun. |
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| Taste of childhood- Nene's cookie recipe |
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| We made cookies for some of the special people in our lives to say thank you. This was James's note for our local police who are at our school every day. |
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| Harrison's for Mr. Bill (the crossing guard) |
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| First official family movie night with all 6 of us! |
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| Smith Family Christmas. This year was my mom's turn to host and she did great! |
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| Dirty Santa time |
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| Thankfully the church where it was at had a great nursery for the kids to play in |
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| The Cox family came for dinner and Madeline was home from college! |
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| You can never go wrong with Chinese take out and good friends |
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| Kentucky is too far away! |
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| Sweet Christmas dress on loan from a friend. Kate loves being dressed up. |
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| My mom took the boys to the Nutcracker and they talked her into dinner at their favorite place |
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| What is it with boys and wrestling? All the time! |
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| Meeting Santa at preschool |
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| She insisted on wearing James's shirt for two days straight. Girl has an opinion! |
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| And also an attitude. This was a fit she threw at Target. I cannot begin to describe how loud she was yelling and screaming. |
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| Date night to a work dinner with Ryan |
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| Before the dinner we had James and Harrison's Christmas play |
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| It was super quiet and when James walked in Andrew yelled "Hi James!" |
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| Harrison was absolutely hilarious. You could hear him singing WAY above everyone else. Everyone in the audience was cracking up and I seriously cried I was laughing so hard. |
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| Nana took the kids home and to bed and we got to go out! |
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| One of many homemade Christmas ornaments from school |
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| Nana offered for H to go with her for a couple of days and he jumped on it. He can be so difficult at times but he is a delight when he is by himself. |
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| We get so much art from this preschool. I have a hard time displaying it all. |
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| Night time stories |
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| If we didn't have amazon prime I don't know if we could have Christmas. I do almost all my ordering from there |
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| Harrison brought this home and it ended up being our tree topper |
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| I'm assuming this is Mary, Joseph and Jesus |
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| Kate was obsessed with the advent calendar. Every day she would say "I need to hold the baby Jesus". |
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| Game changer. Of course after buying them the boys guilt tripped me into letting them still do "the messy ones" a.k.a the roll out cookie cutters. |
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| I was inspired to make homemade cinnamon rolls which I have never done. |
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| So much butter. |
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| SO good. A friend started making and sharing these with me and they are so delicious I had to learn to do it myself. Well worth the effort and mess. |
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| Harrison had a great time at Nana's and was thrilled that Margaret and Davis also came with Aunt Whitney. |


































































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