New Years Eve

It may have been 6:00 on the clocks but it was midnight somewhere. We were not able to get Snooki to fall from the ceiling but we had the next best thing - lots of balloons!

We thought the balloon drop would be the highlight of the evening - the half hour of chasing balloons and trying to pop them proved to the be the big hit.

Christmas 2010

Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Owen and Cole had a lot of fun hanging out with the cousins and spending time with the Grandparents.

I wish Owen would let us know if he likes his present ...



Now we're getting some work done!


Group photo before the big event. Cole was so excited he couldn't even sit up.

Adventures wtih the Christmas Tree

We arrived at the tree farm at 4:25, just a few minutes before they shut down the "cut your own" area of the farm - the only option according to Nick. With just a few minutes to select, cut and drag the tree back to the bundling area it was actually a very stress free event. No wondering through the woods trying to remember if this tree was as good as the first tree (or was the first tree).

Owen was a big helper. Here

Timberrrr!!!!!

Mission accomplished.

And then the tree sat in the porch for three weeks in a bucket of frozen water.

Literally a huge chunk of ice. All weekend we were telling our Owen how much fun it will be to put up the tree. For several days we were telling him. He was excited. You would think Nick would bring the tree in to defrost. Of course he didn't.

So when it came time to bring in the ice bound tree Nick came up with some "great ideas". First he poured hot water on the top of the ice ... this worked until the water cooled and started to turn into more ice. Then he put the portable heater next to the tree to defrost it. Since this plan was going nowhere and bedtime was approaching he moved on the plan three - the chisel. With each swing of the hammer ice went flying until a sudden plea for towels was made - lots of towels! There was water flowing everywhere, right out of the hole he punched in the side of the bucket.

Eventually the ice was removed and Christmas was saved (except for the bucket).

Luckily I shared this story with his co-workers and they bought him a new bucket ... and laughed at him.