One of Boyd's nicknames is BoBo; here he takes the name with new meaning. Bow Boyd. Still into Christmas.

As I tried to put Christmas decorations away I noticed this. Forget the camels, Jesus found a ride on a firetruck. I wonder if Jesus would have been equally enamored by them as a boy if he walked the earth in this day and age?

The ultimate construction site.


After wearing these goggles in the tub, he decided to try them out with the complete outfit. Boyd gets the job done.

Sometimes Boyd and I switch roles. Here he is being Mommy (hence the ponytail).

Two of a kind. Lounging with Dad.

The first Falls Church Snow! Surprise. Boyd said he loved the snow. I can vouch for that. We just need some new boots. His torso is so long his snow pants were a little high waterish. Next time I won't snap the snaps. He stayed warm and dry and enjoyed having a snowball fight with the boys across the street, making tracks, listing to the snow crunch under his feet, and shovel. His idea of shoveling was scooping the snow and tossing it into the air...

Boyd's face as it plops down onto him.

And the first snow wouldn't be complete without the first Frosty of the season. Boyd had to add boots.

A Week of Wonder

This past week we celebrated Adam's, Boyd's, and Jesus' Birthdays! It was everything we could have asked for and more. Many memories and full of love.

Boyd loved having us light the candles and sing Happy Birthday over and over again. Adam designed this special cake.

A special blend of Reindeer food near the Chimney.

I spy Rudolph's nose flying through the sky.

Visiting the manger. Away in the manger no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head...

On the loop Christmas Eve finding treasures. Boyd has a runners knack of picking names for routes. The walk we take around the block is now known as "The Loop."

Snuck this photo after Santa slipped back up the chimney.

Boyd loves opening presents and found this one that Santa stashed deep under the tree.

Getting to work.

A camera of his own.

Love!!!!
Train around the tree.

What's up there?
Merry Christmas from the Nations capitol.

Grow arms grow. The mock reflecting pool.

Playing in the fountains. Way to tempting at a child's level. This is actually after Boyd put both feet through it. Always finding fun wherever he goes. (The splashes everywhere are not from Boyd so someone else much have had a good time)

The ultimate construction site.

Boyd built this city and named it Crayon.

Still has packages on his mind. Being one himself.

All in a Christmas Days work!

Thought I'd share Boyd's dictated first letter to Santa. "Dear Santa, I hope you feel better at the North Pole. I will make cars cookies for you. We will leave them on the counter. I'll eat lots of them; we'll share. Sometimes I be a bad boy. Don't write that. Good boy. No, maybe not share the cookies." His list: "My two front teeth, a crane, a new car." "Love, Cement Mixer" (That's what Boyd says his name is for now)

I imagine this is a face I will see a lot through the years. Also, note to readers: along with pictures, I've been meaning to post that Boyd is no longer this lovable boys name. He has changed it to Cement Mixer. When asked by strangers, "What's your name?" Boyd's been responding, "Cement Mixer." -The men at the oil change place loved it.

Just catching fish in Key West. (reporting by Boyd)

Future mountain climber? We have to make a trip West. He'd pick the steepest routes.

In awe.

Trimming the tree + many hats and faces

Full of wonder. Boyd loves looking at the tree in the dark with just the tree lights (even though you can't tell it is dark in the picture- well maybe you can because of the deer in headlights look). He was a great helper in putting the tree up. Boyd enjoyed singing carols and talking about the ornaments too.

Always our greatest Christmas gift.

Dasher? Dancer? Comet? Cupid?



Advent calendar gift December 3.

There are no words for this one.

Just experimenting with headdresses, Boyd also asked if you wore costumes for Christmas? Maybe he is plotting his next outfit.

Such a boy. He kept inserting the word booger in sentences today. Then laughing an evil laugh (pictured below).