Just imagine this long box as a tunnel through which you can see what happens in our house. We're not always sure what's going on.
Charley spends a lot of time reading, or at least looking at the pictures and drawings in all our books.
Mommy is usually really good about joining in too. We have all kinds of silly fun.
The view to the other side
SNOW! so much SNOW!
It snowed all day on Christmas and even most of the next day.
Grandma C took us sledding in her front yard. It was so much fun.
Some of us wanted to get out and crawl around in it . . .
. . . while some others were content to ride around all evening.
No matter how we experienced it, it was great. A great idea by Grandma C.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Santa came!!!!!!! He brought us lots of great stuff. We're not exactly sure why he stuffed them into giant socks, though.
So many gifts to open, so little time - gotta hurry!
We got some cool Pooh books from our aunt Monica. Jax was interested, but in the end, the tree was just too alluring.
After we opened gifts in the morning, we went to Grandma and Grandpa C's house to open more gifts.
For some reason, this shirt from Great Grandma K got quite a response from everyone, except Mommy.
'Twas the night before Chirstmas
There were some creatures stirring . . . 
We think we saw a mouse.
Just kidding. We discovered presents . . .
. . . pulled stuff off the tree . . .
. . . climbed on the furniture . . .
. . . and read a great book with Grandma.
Festi - WHAT?
What is this "Festivus?" The gifts sure aren't wrapped very well, but I guess that's the way they're supposed to be.
Next comes the feats of strength.
There is also supposed to be an airing of grievances, but we avoided those.
After opening, we had to see if they fit.
They did.
YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Messy food is the best food . . .
. . . it slides in your mouth better . . .
. . . tastes better . . .
. . . and is easier going down.
Learning to steal . . . er . . . share
Yeah, that's it, we're learning to share.
If we can't get it out of the other's hand, we'll go for it right off the tray.
Everything seems to taste better off someone else's tray or plate.
Living the sippy-cup life
We love our sippy-cups so much. We drink from them in the window . . .
. . . we get them off the table . . .
. . . we drink from them in the living room . . .
. . . when we lose them, we gotta get 'em back right away. We gotta have our sippy-cups all the time.
Our new trick
By "our" we're including Hairy. Now that we can play with him, he's starting to like us.
Upside down boys
Call this Charley's first picture. I may not have pushed the button, but I was watching the screen and holding the strap as Daddy took the photo.
Daddy took this one too . . .
. . . and this one. There must be something wrong. Either that or he is truly on vacation, forgetting all the rules of photography.
The Hives (not the name of a band)
We only wish they were a band. In this case, they were itchy, annoying and all over Charley's body. Luckily they went away in just a few days.
Over and over and over again
This is one of our favorite books. We think Mommy and Daddy know it pretty well.
This can't end well
What can we say, we like to climb all over things.
No matter what the consequences are.
Just plain tired
Sometimes, we all just get so tired. There's so much walking, playing and talking, it takes a lot out of a kid/mom/dog.
Pulling our weight
We decided it was about time we starting helping out around the house - pulling our weight, so-to-speak. It's a good thing we don't weigh very much.
Another encounter with the white-bearded one
Who is this guy and why is it necessary to have our photo taken with him every year? We're currently in he middle of an investigation regarding this very question. When we know something, dear readers, so will you.
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