Brooks wrote Christmas lists out for all of us! (The glare makes them kind of hard to read, but if you click on the picture you can see it better.)

Dad wants a flashlight!

Mom wants a GPS!

Brooks wants sports stuff!

Playing in the snow!

Trying to get our Christmas lights!

Brooks' Snowman!




Making snow angels. That is all Brooks talked about when it started snowing. He wanted to go outside and make snow angels!

Pretty snow!

Daddy and Brooks playing Guitar Hero!

Pictures! Dad does a photo shoot with the boys each year for his Christmas card!

These are all the proofs from the session. They haven't been cropped or edited yet! Very cute!

Our first Christmas card picture attempt!!

Brooks and Gator!

Gator visited Brooks' school! He runs a KC "Harlem Globetrotter" like club. Brooks LOVED it! One of the moms at school took these pics. She said Gator asked for someone to go next and Brooks sprinted up there. He didn't even raise his hand, hesitate, etc. She said he was very proud of himself!!!!! How cute! You can see how proud of himself he is in the third picture!

Christmas Decorations!

The manger. My Dad made the stable a long time ago and the figurines were my Grandma and Grandpa Tibbetts's set!


Our Wildcat tree!


Sweet Pea's ornament!


Brooks insisted on writing the names on the gift tags. He did a heck of a job!


The finished project!!

Decorating the tree!

Daddy is a softie!

Yes, the clock is right. Brooks came in at 12:57AM and was quite proud of himself!

Thanksgiving Feast at School!

Cutie Patootie!!

Brooks has said some of the cutest things lately.

B: Mommy, how much longer are you going to be in the bathroom?
Me: Probably about 2 minutes.
B: How long have you been in there?
Me: About ten minutes.
B: UNBELIEVABLE!

Brooks has been sneaking into our bed lately, which he has never done. He tries to tell us it is because he wants to cuddle, but anyone that knows Brooks, knows he hates to cuddle. Well, he hadn't come in for a few nights until last night. When I got up this morning to go the bathroom, he followed me in (as always) and said with a huge grin, "I cuddled last night". I said, "I know." He said, "Mommy, I hadn't cuddled for a really long time." (meaning he hadn't come into our bed lately)

We also had a sweet conversation about death. Checkout Sweet Pea's blog to read about it. www.babyjahnke.blogspot.com

I am sure I will think of more. . .