We had a really nice Christmas this year, but pretty busy. We spent about 2 hours at each place, and moved on to the next gathering. Paige wasn't all that into it. We thought she was going to LOVE it, but she wouldn't open a single gift by herself, and didn't even act that excited about her gifts at first. Not even the tricycle we got her. She sat on it, but looked a little bored (and sleepy).

She got a LITTLE more into it later in the day though.


Then at the end of the night when we got home, she sat with all of her spoils, and showed love to all of them.

Cason of course didn't care, but he got lots of good stuff too.

Happy (belated) birthday Jesus!

And today, poor Cason had a doctor visit now that he's 4 months old, which included four pokes in the fatty thighs. He weighed 17 pounds 2 ounces. According to our scale he was 18, so who knows. The doctor said he has "a moon for a face". What a beautiful moon it is.

I said something about expecting him to weigh more, and the doctor told me I don't want him to be fat. He couldn't have been more wrong.