I'm officially a Scrooge. Between runny noses (Ben's) and a week with the stomach bug (all of us) the anual Christmas card is getting the boot. I promise cute pictures though, always cute pictures, in Blogger world.
Tonight Ben was a little performer . . . He laughed at his Daddy, then ran away, always back again for more. He has this little dog that barks "Jingle Bells", a current favorite noise-maker in this house. And the tree, my lovely little tree, so far has escaped any ornament casualties. The last picture captures Benjamin's big laugh, courtesy of Greg's tickle torture.