Fa la la la LAAAAA

The holiday spirit is in full swing in our little neck of the woods. I’m going to tell you all about what fun we’ve been having, but first…

STOP IT! Look at these two. I can’t even….

So we went to the Christmas tree farm on the coldest day we’ve had in 9 months. Brrr…the kids are still a little young to get into this fun activity.

Actually, they were pretty miserable.

But we got a beauty. We’ve only put the non-breakable ornaments on the tree for now…little hands have been Grabby McGrabbers. Will add the rest closer to the big day.


Christmas tree hunting was followed by Mad Mexing.

For a Mexican joint, they have great waffle fries.

Oh yeah.

With winter finally showing up, we’ve done lots of snuggling while watching Twice Upon a Mickey Christmas (87293 times)

Sometimes with our eyes closed.

We’ve decorated the heck out of our little townhouse. Jerry’s massive wreath has finally found it’s home.

It’s beginning to look a lot like Xmas.

We had breakfast with Santa. One little girl couldn’t get away from him fast enough.

We managed to get one decent shot.

Daddy & Greyson too Jacob to Lather to get beautiful for the holidays. And then spent the day watching football.

While Fynnlee, Grammy and I hit the mall for a girls shopping trip!

Fa la la la la, la la, la, LA!!

1 thought on “Fa la la la LAAAAA”

  1. Oh such beautiful photos. I miss them. I am so happy for the Soscia’s moving to Pittsburgh. I know how how I love living by the kids especially when they were babies and I know how much they miss them. So important to have grandparents near by

    Sent from Bette’s I Pad



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