Traditional Christmas Eve "crackers".
Papa and Granmama got the big boys these awesomely creepy hissing, moving snakes.
It was a treat to hear Granma Woodcock's voice read this book as Mom turned the pages. Granma had recorded herself reading it to her first great-grandchildren, and now 12 years after her passing, it was special to hear that sweet familiar voice.
Seneca, we have a spot for you right by Joseph!
Somehow running into the snow (ice) from the 'canuzzi never gets old for these kiddos.
2 comments:
So, one day after a venture to Target, I totally drove around your parents' neighborhood to show Isabel all the pretty Christmas lights. :) I think nearly all of them had some up (without all the blow-up stuff all of MY neighbors have...)! Pretty.
I love the cousin jammies, the snow-to-hot tub madness, the inside jokes (I love our Lee "funny Santa"), Kristin's Kempton-sized babies, that Rob and Jenesse's kitty is named Tonks, Jim's wiseman getup, and that you still posted this 42 days after Christmas.
But I MISS a picture of you and baby in this one! Share!
Love it! Can I steal your pix now? Actually, is there some way to just duplicate the entire post into my blog? By then it'd probably be 142 days... :)
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