Hannah's Nativity...dinosaurs and monkeys and ducklings, oh my!

What? You didn't know that Tigger and Goofy were there for the birth of Christ? I guess we have a different translation of the Bible at the Peterson house...

The runner-up Christmas card picture

Hayes and I almost went with this one for the Christmas card. We thought it was such a funny shot. Amazing how we can look so calm and happy sandwiched between dual freakouts. We decided against using this one, though, for fear that people who don't know our kids that well might think this is their natural state. It's not. This was about 10 seconds of fussing. They are really quite sweet and mellow most of the time. Really. I'm not just saying that because I'm their mom. Honest.

Here we are again

After a long hiatus, a new posting. Life is too busy when working full time educating other people's kids and trying wholeheartedly to care for your own, so clearly, blogging falls to the bottom of the priority list.

New for Hannah: She had fun decorating the Christmas tree. ("How do you think of that mom?" "That's beautiful, Hannah." "Thanks, I did it myself.") Also, she's obsessed with pretending to swim on our living room rug, but insists that you roll up her pants legs like shorts. Because, naturally, you swim when it's hot outside so you should be wearing shorts at all times. And finally, when I asked her a yes or no question the other day, her answer was "Indeed!"

New for Noah: In addition to the serious black eye-- (which looks soooo much better now), Noah is a talking machine. He repeats everything right now. New this week are "vacuum" and "broccoli" both of which he likes very much. He also loves names "Papa, papa, papa" and "Hannah, Hannah..." over and over. And finally, he's learning to count. The other day, looking over my shoulder out the living room window he suddenly starts repeating "five, six, seven..." Too cute!

Dance machine

Not much more to say. The boy has moves!

Random pics

Here are a few cute snapshots of our week.

I can't believe I have to go back to work next week and won't be around everyday to capture all the happy playtime moments.

Handsome little man

Hayes snapped this photo in our back yard a couple of weeks ago. I love that it totally looks posed. It's not; it's just those handsome and photogenic Peterson genes shining through. He certainly didn't get his ability to take a good picture from the Reynolds side of things!

Puzzling

Hannah is into puzzles right now, and I'm continuously amazed by her skill.

She was in her room the other day, and I hadn't heard her for a few minutes, so I leaned over from where I was sitting on the living room floor and peaked in. There she was lying on her tummy with her hands under her chin, reciting the alphabet and naming all the animals and objects on this puzzle which was assembled perfectly. Yeah, ages three and up? I think not.