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I love my kindergartener.  I do.  I love her so much.  But lately it seems that her mouth has been running NONSTOP, and it’s about to send me over the edge.  Really.  She gets out of bed talking in the morning and doesn’t stop until nighttime.  I answer a million questions every day, and that’s just before lunch.  I needed a break.  And every good kindergartener knows that you can’t talk in the library.  (Torin especially knows this because she has gotten in trouble for “accidentally” talking in the library at school.)  So the kids and I spent all morning at the downtown Nashville Public Library.  It was great.  I posted a few more pictures on the photography blog, so check that out, too.







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Parker’s new ride.

Look out.  Parker’s got wheels now.  Last summer he was bikeless, which meant he was forced to run along beside Torin while she rode her bike.  While he developed amazing leg strength due to all the running, he also received much sympathy from the neighbors, who felt sorry for the only boy on our street still on foot.  All that is about to change.  He’s still practicing, but he only tipped over once today (yes, even with training wheels), and he only ran into one mailbox.  He’s on his way!



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The Christmas shuffle.

 Christmas Eve started very early for us this year.  Like 6:00 a.m.  Fortunately, Santa knew that we were leaving on the 24th to head up to Illinois, so he came one night early to our house.  The kids hopped up, ran down the stairs, and started tearing into the gifts.

Note for next year:  throwing a quick hair clip in first would be a nice idea so she could actually SEE was she’s opening.


SCORE!  We got some really great gifts from Santa and some awesome loot from Dave’s side of the family!


After we finished at our house, we drove to the O’Dell grandparents where we opened more fabulous gifts and ate way too many sugar-coated pecans.  And we took some more pictures.


And took even more pictures…


Then we went to PaPa and MeMe’s house where someone was very excited to get an electric knife:


And someone else was not quite so excited to get a bell:


I was just adjusting her outfit.  Honest.  I was not playing dress-up with a doll:


How many people does it take to open one pair of headphones:


After MeMe and PaPa’s house, we went to Aunt Becky’s for another feeding – this time it was turkey, sweet potatoes, and my favorite Texas sheet cake.  Then we went to Uncle Wayne and Aunt Sally’s for… RIBS.  Lord have mercy.  Bryan and Travis had been grilling them all day, and they were gooooood.


While I was changing into my stretchy pants after all that food, Torin was busy plotting her wish list for next Christmas.  It’s never to early to start.


There’s no way I could post all of our pictures on the blog, so I posted all of them here in case you want to see more!

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Christmas pictures, Torin style.

Santa brought Torin a camera for Christmas.  A brand new grown-up Nikon point-and-shoot in princess purple.  It was a huge hit.  She LOVED taking pictures every place we went.  I just sat down at my computer and downloaded her files, and I have to say, it was quite interesting to view our family Christmas from her perspective.  If it wasn’t for Torin and her camera, we never would have captured a sweet moment such as this one:


And we for sure would not have captured a fun family activity such as this:


And we NEVER would have captured my grandpa doing this:


Yep.   In addition to the lovely images shown above, I also found pictures of Grandpa Bob’s shower curtain, Aunt Becky’s Precious Moments figurines, PaPa’s clocks, and my personal favorite – a picture of the UPS truck parked in front of our house.

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I neeeeded to go to Gigi’s. I really did.

It’s not even Christmas yet, and Torin is already planning for her birthday in February.  For the past two months, the kids have been screaming “I WANT THAT!” after every single toy commercial on t.v.  I finally told them about a week ago that they were not allowed to say that they wanted anything else for Christmas.  Santa has already made their big toys at the North Pole, and Mama has already purchased all of the other little gifts that they’re getting this year.  So Torin now yells “I WANT THAT… FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!”  (Side note: she and Dave were watching The Incredibles on t.v. last weekend and a Victoria’s Secret commercial came on showing a sparkly red bra.  Sure enough, Torin yelled, “I WANT THAT… WHEN I’M SIXTEEN!”  And that was quickly followed by Dave yelling, “NOOOOO!”)

We are going to let Torin have a Pajama Party for the girls in her kindergarten class this year, and I figured I’d better go ahead and work on the invitations while I have a few days off.  I wanted to put a picture on the front of her invitation, so I absolutely had a legitimate excuse to go to Gigi’s Cupcakes.  I needed a couple of props for the photo.  Yeah.  That’s it.  Props.

I’ll be back at the end of the week to reveal what exactly Santa brought us this year.  Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas.


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They’re home for two whole weeks? Is that really necessary?

Today was the last day of school before Christmas break, so you know what that means… CLASS PARTY!  Dave had the day off from work, so Torin chose him to go with her to help decorate her gingerbread house at school.  This was the fabulous creation that they came home with. 


Parker and I couldn’t just sit at home while the other two were off digging in a tub of frosting, so we made our own gingerbread men while Daddy and Torin were at school.


After school was over, we had to go somewhere to release some energy (given the sugar rush and all) so we drove over to Ms. Jennifer’s house (their favorite place) and jumped on her trampoline.


Here’s Parker and Aaron on the trampoline with two first-grade girls.  The boys loooooved it.  :)


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The best J ever.

Parker’s preschool program was this morning.  Friends, let me tell you, it was nothing less than a Christmas miracle.  For four years now I have watched him cry, hide, pout, and/or misbehave while onstage.  This year, however, my child proudly walked to his place in the dead center of the stage, flashed his killer fake smile at me, and proceeded to actually sing and participate in the program.  I almost cried.  And thanks to my 70-200 mm lens, I was able stand in the back of the auditorium and take these pictures instead of having to fight the swarms of mothers elbowing each other for a spot down front.





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