2011 Christmas' 1 & 3

Up to no good.

As good as I could get...

Okay, now, strangle someone

Cutie patooties

Strike a pose

Scuba Steve

Lucky Girl

I am the luckiest mom in the world. When I put Charlie to bed, I get full-on cat-like cheeky snuggles complete with drool, snot, and kisses. When I put Olivia to bed, I get hugs, snuggles, and compliments like, "Mommy, you are the smartest mommy in the whole world. You know how awesome you are Mommy? (holds hands wide apart) This awesome!"

The Claus' and photo booth fun

Just pretend Olivia is in the picture, too.

Olivia describes her Christmas trees

Don't tase me bro

"Daddy, if I don't move, don't tase me, okay?"

Mommy and Daddy sittin' in a tree...

Proof Lil'kids National Geographic style and to Olivia's giggly delight that Mark and I are meant to be. But first we have to put away our toys and take a bath.

Proof Lil'kids National Geographic style and to Olivia's giggly delight that @marknowlin and I are meant to be. But first we have to put away our toys and take a bath.

Mean Mommy

O:"Mommy, sometimes Mommies get mean when they have a hard time pushing out their babies."
Me: "Are you talking about when a baby is born?"
O: "Yes."
Me: "Where did you see that?"
O:  "Ellie... In Ice Age."

On another note....
O: "Mommy, you are the best Mommy in the whole world."

Will someone please explain why Charlie insists on head-butting me at least 11 times before bed. Apparently, it is a routine now.

Charlie Tests Mommy

What happens when I hit Mommy? Hmm...let's see if it happens again. Nope, one more try.

Hit play below...

False Alarm (by Daddy/Mark)

[Guest post by Daddy/Mark]

I'm cleaning the house up stairs and Charlie is partying in the living room dancing to music (I believe it was an 80s dance mix). I hear a fire alarm go off and flip out running down stairs to get the kid. By the time I get down stairs the alarm is gone. I go back upstairs and hear it again. Now I think it's coming from the basement. By the time I run to the basement the alarm is gone. Third time it happens I think it's the radon alarm and I'm about to pull the rip chord and get the hell out of the house. On the way out as I'm grabbing as many valuables as I can fit in my hoodie pullover and have dialed 9-1 on the cell phone I happen to glance at the tv in the background and realize that Chuck is watching "Barney: Let's go to the Firehouse" on Netflix. Oops.

We're now code 4.......and the tv has been muted.