Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! It may be practically half way through January to you, but we are definitely still sporting Christmas around here. The new year didn't feel much like the usual refresher. You know, where you get all motivated and resolve to do and be better.... We were all sick around here and that put quite the damper on things. Dave had gnarly pink eye and ear infections and he's deaf and on and on. Miles and I didn't have it near as bad as he did, but all I can tell you is we were all feeling pretty crappy around here and my Christmas decorations are still up, my resolve is suffering from lack of commitment/motivation and my furniture is dusty. I need a redo on the new year. Until then, here's Christmas and Christmas Eve and some other stuff from our trip out to Coeur d'Alene.
First of all, it was a great break from Miles. He loves playing at my Mom and Dad's house and thoroughly enjoyed playing with all his cousins. So I hardly had to watch him. It was great.Christmas Eve:

















It was a good and calm Christmas morning. When Miles saw his stocking and the coloring book and crayons that was by it he was totally like, "Color?" He was already completely satisfied like, "Great! That was cool! Let's color!" One present he opened and when he got to the box he said, "Box!" and thought that was it. Funny. Then I found out from my Grandma that Miles had been up ALL STINKIN NIGHT LONG and keeping her up by opening and closing her door and being a total turd. I was totally devastated. When I went downstairs to where Miles was sleeping the room was a disaster with toys all over the place. That's right, Miles pulled and all-nighter on Christmas Eve, kept my Grandma up whilst I slept like a baby. Horrible. I put him down for a nap right after breakfast. No wonder his hair wasn't really messed up... I still can't believe he did that.Playing in the Snow:

I don't know how long we spent trying to help Miles get his thumb in the thumb hole of his mitten. But apparently we are all retarded and we gave up. He didn't care. At least the other hand was good to go and it was kind of funny. We laughed.




Miles loved playing in the snow. He thought it was the coolest thing ever. Dave would tackle him down and throw snow on him and Miles just loved it.
























