The sign on our front door, just in case they forgot how old Andrew was turning.

Opening all the loot...





My personal favorite part is the peoples faces being held up by red frosting so it looks like blood. Gross I know, but try telling me that is not what it looks like.



Our little guy is not so little anymore! In honor of his birthday I will let him empty out all the kitchen cabinets without getting mad and I will let him get at least half way up the stairs before I go get him. Depending on how my day goes, I may let him pull out everything from my purse and empty my wallet across the living room... or maybe we will save that for a rainy day.




Aaron and I got out our holiday candles because we both like the way they smell. (the one pictured above is falling snow- ooh, so nice) Allie of course is infatuated with them. I thought it was under control until last night when I was getting dinner ready. Suddenly I heard, "uh oh." I turned around to see this...
Our other event is that I am trying to get Andrew to drink whole milk. So far it is not going well. I have even tried putting chocolate in it to make it more yummy. All I get is leaky sippy cups left in random spots over my floor. Luckily we have all wood floors downstairs so it is not to much of a pain. Hopefully he will start drinking milk and get some calcium before he gets a vitamin D deficiency or rickets.




One if Allie's favorite parts of being at Georgia's is being able to help drive the car down to Grandpa's house to collect the eggs. (Don't worry people- it is just down the dirt road, I am not pulling a Britney Spears)






