It's a new tradition for us to make Nash and Linc cookies.
Yesterday was the Christmas gathering with my brother's family at my parents' house.
Nash would come running when Sarah told him it was time for "candy". (If he knew he was getting medicine...)
Linc, like usual, was very smiley.
Nash, like usual, was very curious.He did a great job unwrapping presents, and he even did his "chores" by putting the paper in the trash bag afterwards.
Nash was pretty tired by this point, and didn't want to have his picture taken with Santa.Linc, on the other hand, was very happy to do anything with Santa.
Linc's eyes are even bluer than mine.
The deacon's bench served as a baby gate. If Nash were free to roam, he would dash to the fridge to push the lever for the water dispenser.
Nash was amazingly well-behaved around the "pretty". And he liked looking out the window at the snow.
Merry Christmas, everyone!