Don't be falling you hear? I came outside and Cubby was teeter tottering on the tiniest little branches. He was disappointed in himself that he didn't make it all the way up to the top. I'm already changing two diapers, I don't want to be changing three.
These christmas stockings were blood, sweat, and tears. I.N.D.I.A.!
I got this light for cubby to put on his helmet for night mountain biking. In the reviews it says it's so bright, one person thought they were riding towards a car when they realized someone was wearing one of these. Why not. His friends told me last time he went, he ran into a tree because his light was so ghetto. Lets just call this present insurance.
Cub got me some photography books. He knows the key to my heart.
I got our blog put into a book. It was blood, sweat, and tears. Every year I do it, I vow to never do it again. This year I was like why not? It was almost 500 pages long. I think I clocked almost 100 hours doing it.
For cubby's shower time, he likes to hang out on some pillows. Our last one was all moldy and nasty. It mysteriously disappeared after the cleaning lady came to our house so I got him this one.
Some shirts for work. I got him the v necks so he can show off his chest hair.
Baby India Eden enjoying the festivities.
Jude's main present. He always plays with Lulu's so we got him one of his very own.