HOORAY! We got a new camera!! I keep forgetting I have one now. I just got it out of the box the other day. It is a family Christmas gift, but yes, I opened it early so I could figure the thing out before Christmas day.
This morning I was trying to get some pics of the kids all dressed nicely for church on this, the Sunday before Christmas. Grandma Tingey sent Aubrey the adorable skirt and blouse.
Wesley is a silly little man, just like his daddy, and it is hard to get him to focus as I would like.........Aubrey is a little more co-operative. A little. Here are just a few of the pics we ended up with this morning................
Notice the nice bruise on Aubrey's forehead and Wesley's fat lip?? One word; COLLISION.
We went out to eat with the kids the other night before doing a little last minute Christmas shopping. We went to Chick-fil-A. I love the place. You get the best service ever AND there is a play place. After the kids ate their dinner I asked them if they wanted a kiddie cone and Wesley quickly replied, "No mom! I don't want a kitty cone I want a doggy cone!" I admit, it took a few seconds before it clicked and I realized what he was saying and I busted out laughing. A doggy cone. Gotta love it.
Below are pics of Wes, Aubrey, and their friend Stacey with a poor lost doggy. The little guy better watch out or he may become a doggy cone! LOL

Wesley was pouting because he wanted to hold the dog on his lap.

Happy now Wesley? Why of course.
Wesley was pouting because he wanted to hold the dog on his lap.
Happy now Wesley? Why of course.
Aubrey loves animals. It cracks me up. She was so afraid of them for the longest time. Not now. Now it is the poor little animals that are afraid of her! She kisses and pets and cuddles until the poor little animals are overwhelmed. And no, that is NOT our dog. The kids were over playing with Stacey when this little guy showed up and so to get the kids to get in the car to come home, the doggy got to go for a little ride. Hopefully Stacey and her mom were able to find the dog's home.