For those who haven't had this...wow.

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Yum

Wow. I can't be the only person that thinks he looks like a Pinson...

It talks, laughs, naps and...it poops and pees. This was a HUGE hit this morning! We're gonna need some more diapers. I must say the poo looks remarkably similar to the real thing.

Pretty girl.

Waiting....not-so-patiently.

"Chee Choo..."

Mmmmmm. Santa's half-eaten cookie.

I was greeted this morning by an "Oh My God! Santa really came to my house." Much to my delight and dismay...we have been working on NOT using God's name but instead saying "Oh My Goodness!" The thump, thump, thump of feet running to our bedroom and "Mommy, Mommy, Santa came to our house and brought me presents! Wake-up! Wake-up! Come and see!" Then the funniest thing happened. Stella noticed that Santa didn't eat all of his cookies that we left out, so instead of jumping to find what presents she could open, Stella posed a question. "Mommy, can I eat the rest of Santa's cookies?" First things first, need to eat before opening presents! AMB

Good afternoon from Nashville! Well...a wee bit east of Nashville. After much harassment and a large amount of self-induced guilt, I (WE) have started a blog. It's Christmas, we have children, and it's time we shared. So, to prevent any further rambling on my part, here is Stella and Will on Christmas morning!
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