Here are some photos highlighting our holidays.Christmas snuggles with Grandma
It is hard to get a good shot for the Christmas Card with two wigglers.
Really hard.
My Ju Ju Be.
The playstand Mike and I worked very hard on to give to the girls.
The whole Byard Clan at Eric and Bobbie's.
Tierney's favorite new outfit; her tutu. Thanks, Auntie Bobbie and Uncle Eric.
Tierney also really digs her new computer. She is entertained by it even now as I type.
The playstand in action. It has become a house/kitchen/restaurant/ baby nursery.I love the holidays. Such festive feelings and wonderful smells. This is the first year that I really felt the joy in being the mom/santa. Tierney, especially, is at an age where she marvels at everything. Mike and I worked really hard on getting some toys made for the girls. The playstand turned out wonderfully and both girls are playing in it the minute they get out of bed. Thanks to Nana and Papa for babysitting while we worked at Mike's workshop over the past month. When Tierney woke up on Christmas, she wandered into the playroom, stopped, and said "What's that?" "It's a house! And it's just my size!" I had also made many playsilks and toy food for the girls to play with. Not to mention all of the store-bought gifts. Santa went wild in my house and I am now paying the price with all of the new messes to clean up. Time to box up some older toys.
We headed down to Bakersfield for Christmas, take 2. We had lots of fun playing with cousins and snuggling with Grandma and Grandpa. Yesterday, Tierney was telling me how much she loved it when her cousin made songs for her on the piano. Emma had given us a mini-recital of Christmas tunes on the piano. She is getting very good! Allison hosted a dinner theatre to listen to the performance. It was fun to sing the carols and munch on a yummy heritage bird. Christmas was lovely as was the food. Good times.
Now, however, the whole family is feeling a little run down by a cold virus. I still don't have it full-force yet, but Mike and Juju feel pretty crummy. Babe's up, gotta go!
































