Sunday: sigh... As wonderful as Sunday's have potential to be... I'm grateful they are once a week. I'm plum worn out from Primary, family dinner, and attempting to keep tiny tots semi-reverent-quiet.
Rest: Grateful for all the little moments of rest... they may be few and far between... but they do exist, and for that I'm grateful.
Prunes: Because honestly, I don't know if Truman would survive without them.
Max's Words: "Gray Hemnis" = Merry Christmas... we love it every time he says it. He also has been walking around singing "Tinker Bell, Tinker Bell, ... all the way." And yesterday his "Ho-Ho-Ho" with his Christmas hat and basketball outfit was oh-so-cute. I love both of these pictures. His eye lashes and turned up lips are so Max. And in the other one his smile and bright eyes are so Max too!
Moments like these: Christmas Stories by the Tree (with most everyone actually sitting and listening)
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