Christmas in Carolina

under the mistletoe with mamaopening Christmas Eve PJs- gotta love traditions
THE Christmas eve PJ's- fit like a glove!


Dace finding his stocking Christmas morning
opening new pants

Dace and his Loot
the new piano!!!!!

Remember the reason for the season.

Merry Christmas

Twas the week before Christmas

Twas a week before Christmas
And all ‘cross the isle
Not a cheek was a rosy
But Every face had a smile.

The golf courses were busy

The sun was full shine

And fuel on each corner

Was a buck fifty-nine.

The cookies were baking
And Tovs was a sweatin
Even in a tank top
Out running with the Munchkin.

The gifts were all wrapped
The lights all a-glowing
But Tovs only thought-
I just wish it was snowing!

A trip to the beach
With the munchkin in tow
Was just what was needed
To forget about snow.

Put on his sunhat
And strap him in the stroller
Off to the sand and surf
Perhaps I’ll even get some color!

Once there, spread out the blanket
And undress the little bubba
For someone not holiday eating
He sure is chubba chubba!

His little wrists creased
His round Buddha belly
When mama makes him laugh
It shakes just like a bowl of jelly!

He is chubby and plump
A right jolly young elf
And mama laughs when he laughs
In spite of herself!



He spoke not a word
But used his two little hands
Smiling up at mama
As he discovers the cool grainy sands.

And so the afternoon was spent
On the beaches of the East Coast
Dace and mama playing together
It’s what they enjoy the most.

And although this year is different
With no possibility of snow in sight-
We still say Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good night.

Stealing the Show

Playing dress-up with Dace is totally better than all my barbies combined when I was younger. I have been eyeing this suit for months since I first saw it at Carters. I went to the outlet today because I knew it would be on sale. This was the only big one left, all others were newbies. This is a 9 month. Dace is 6 1/2 months and it fits like a glove. We had our church party tonight and everyone was eating him up. He's the cutest little Santa I've ever seen!

Dace and the Slippery Mango Pit

Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Dace. He was a little sweetie with 2 new teeth. Dace was proud of his little teeth and showed them to everyone. But most of all, he liked to use them to bite! One day, Dace was playing in his highchair while his mom made babyfood. Mmm, mango puree. "Do you want to chew on the pit, Dace?" His mom asked. Dace looked away from his remote and saw the bright yellow lump on his tray. What's this, he thought.


The mango was cold and slippery. Dace used his little fists to chase it around the tray. His mom had to help him get a hold of it. When he got it in his hands, he bit into it.
The juice was cool and sweet. It ran all the way down to his elbows! But Dace didn't mind. It tasted so good! Dace used his little teeth to saw back and forth, shaving off little bits of fruit. yummers, he thought. Once Dace knew how to hold on to the mango and it eat it at the same time, he snacked happily ever after. the end.

Look What I Can Do!

Requested by Auntie Kaelee this morning, Here it is fresh off the press

Practice Makes Perfect

I still feel so far away from where i want to be on a skill level for photography. I shot Dace for about half an hour today. I really like close up shots, focusing on his chubbs and expressions. I got some really cute face shots but they were slightly blurry so we'll redo those tomorrow. But these are a few of my favorite ones so far.

O Christmas Tree!

We decorated the day after Thanksgiving. We don't have enough room for a tree topper where we put the tree nor have I found one that I like. So we are waiting to start the tradition of youngest placing the topper. But Dace did put on the first ornament. Dace loves all the lights. We have some going down the banner and over the fireplace too. I will post final decor pics soon.

Half Way to Birthday Cake

Fresh from the tub and ready for bed. He looks so different from different angles! Check out those cheekers! Happy 6 months old, Bubba!