So This Is Christmas-Part 4

hWe returned from East Texas after the holidays and prepared for our next Christmas celebration. However, we had to try out some of our new toys first.

Santa brought Grant a 'big boy' swing, an upgrade from his baby swing that hangs on an oak tree in our front yard. It was raining, but we got it up and tested it out before the real downpour hit. He is so excited he can hop on that swing, on his belly, and twirl and swing without us.

Aunt Erica got him a Cars 2 scooter.

We already had a helmet, of course I was excited it matched!

My brother and his son, Fletcher, came in so we could have our Christmas. We missed Winonah, Greg's wife, who unfortunatley had to stay behind and work. These 3 kids were so much fun...and hectic. So much in fact that I didn't get many pictures taken.

I yelled "Group HUG!" and this is the shot we got!

Grant and Fletcher got matching race tracks from MiMi and PawPaw. They light up, glow in the dark, and the track can be changed up quickly.

One afternoon, we all went to the park to feed the ducks. The best part was seeing my sister get 'goosed' by a goose. Of course, that didn't make it on film.

This picture was taken right before he landed in the dirt...

then Fletcher landed in the dirt...

then this little lady started screaming and thats when you knew it was time to go home!

Later that evening, Fletcher came over for a 'sleep over'. Fletcher and Grant got matching scooters from Aunt Laura so we had to test them out.

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Things got a little wobbly at times, but they did a good job!At one point we decided to take the dogs for a walk and let the boys go a little farther on their scooters. Grant got tired of the scooter and wanted to walk Honey, our dog. I couldn't help but laugh because it looked like we helmeted our child to walk the dog!

The boys then drove the Jeep until the battery ran down just as the sun set. They went on a treasure hunt using my placemats as maps and then enjoyed a showing of "Happy Feet" from the bunk bed. Eventually, I had to tell those boys to stop giggling like girls go to bed.