Tyler's new talent

And no, it's not playing with fruit....although it does make me fruity!!:) He can't stop climbing on the kitchen table!! What is a mom to do? Ah well, the joys of motherhood.

Chloe's wedding announcement

Last night we had Justin and Kenzi and their kids over. We watched (ok, not really, but it was on) Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, had BBQ chicken and made some kid friendly Christmas crafts. Keyan and Chloe made Christmas paper chains, Candy Cane Rudolph's, and stringed pop-corn. Ok, just Kenzi and I attempted the pop-corn. The kids lost interest by then and were more interested in spreading popcorn all over the house. And screaming. Good times.
As they left, Chloe and Keyan gave each other a hug and Chloe walked them out. So courteous, isn't she? Then as we were getting ready for bed she turns to her daddy and says...
"I want to get married."
"Really, to who?"
"To Keyan. In the Temple. Then I will be a princess and Keyan will be a prince."
Well, not for a few years, at least.

The unwanted orange

Last night was a big night for Chloe. She was going to see Santa at Grandma and Grandpa Jennings ward Christmas party. All day she was very excited. Tyler could care less. Obviously he is just a little young still to know what's going on with Santa. So we go to the party, and as we wait in line with Grandma to see Santa, I am anticipating the usual screams of fright from Chloe. She told me what she was going to ask from Santa and that she wanted to ask him about Rudolph. Surprisingly, when the time came, Chloe jumped right on Santa's lap, turned to him and said:

"I want a yellow teddy bear."

That was about it. She didn't cry, scream, or even look scared. They gave her a brown paper bag with a treat inside and hopped off. Then it was Tyler's turn. Usually Tyler loves any older man. Anyone that could resemble a grandpa Tyler will run to with open arms and refuse to come back to me. So I thought, surely Ty would be fine sitting on Santa's lap long enough to get a decent picture. This is what I got...

Then this for the next twenty minutes or so....

We diagnosed him as having PTSS... Post Traumatic SANTA Syndrome. Grandma was happy to take advantage though and got some really good loving from her distressed grandson.

Chloe soon wanted to open the brown bag she got from Santa. Finally she loosened up the green tied ribbon around the top of the bag and was able to peer inside. Chloe's eyes started to well up and she turned to me with the saddest look I have ever seen.

"Aw, mom! There's no yellow teddy bear!"

She immediately started crying. I explained that Santa won't bring her a present until Christmas morning. My heart broke for my little girl. She told Santa what she wanted and all she got was a crummy orange and a candy cane. So sad. I guess we all know now what Santa is bringing Chloe for Christmas.

I'm it!!

Okay, so I got tagged. My first time. I am supposed to post the 4th picture in my 4th file and my 6th picture in my 6th file. So here goes.
This is Tyler's first balloon, and as you can tell, before his first haircut.

This is a picture of Chloe, who, while water painting, decided to paint a pretty mural on herself. Very creative. And messy.

Let's see, who should I tag next. How about Beka, Kenzi, and Sarah, and anyone else to reads this...consider yourself TAGGED!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!