I love making ginger bread houses and candy trains. I love eating them even more. These boys definitely inherited my love of candy!
Below is what the train looked like 10 minutes later when Peter and I came downstairs after putting the boys to bed to find our dog had inhaled loads of candy bars.
Apparently our dog has a sweet tooth too.
Apparently our dog has a sweet tooth too.
I love the tree all stuffed and peaceful on Christmas Eve, knowing it will bring magic and happiness to those sweet little boys.
Peter's big confusing surprise. He wasn't quite sure what the gloves were for until I told him the punching bag was hiding at Sally and Joe's house. He was very happy.
Finally, a kitchen Aid. No more carpel tunnel syndrome from kneading bread. I have made a lot more bread lately
Kimball Cheetos face, and I noticed he has some very dirty nostrils--that a boy for you. They somehow figure out how to get dirt every where.
Traditional Taylor style Christmas brunch: Eggs, bacon, OJ, and the highlight--scones and honey butter. The scones got a little crispy this year :)
Playing with the loot while sweet Dad went outside in the freezing 30 degree temps to set up their new trampoline. What a great Dad!