Daddy decided to make her a pinata for her birthday party. She was a little scared of it at first…”Put it away so it can’t see me!” but thankfully she was okay with it on the day of her party.
It’s a robot, people. Not a hangman.
She had six friends come for her very first kids’ party.
She had been practicing this moment–blowing out the candles on her birthday cake–for probably about six months.
Picture 1: Fun!
Picture 2: Ow!
Picture 3: Hey…..
And Ethan finally broke open the robot….
We also took Grace and her favorite friend McKayla out to lunch for her birthday. We went to ‘MerryBrowns’–a brand spanking new fast food place [a chain from Malaysia, of all places] that actually looks and feels like a real fast food restaurant. In the States I normally despise fast food, but I have to say that MerryBrowns is pretty exciting….especially the kids’ play ground!
Thanks, Bibi!
Thanks, Grandma!
Christmas means…Flame Trees! Affectionately known as ‘Christmas Trees’ because they come into bloom around Christmas time.
Christmas means….pineapple season! Truckloads of them, piles of them for sale all over the city. This one cost about $1.25.
Christmas morning
The maracas came in at a close second to the balls.
Christmas afternoon/evening. We had a great day with friends!
Grace pulling Ingrid and Josiah, thanks to Daddy’s ingenuity.
Yesterday we wanted to go to the pool, but the hotel raised the prices for the holidays so much that we went next door to the beach instead. Much sandier, but much cheaper.
Grace said, “Look, we are snowmen!”
Oh, and since we always receive Christmas cards all through January….let the merriment continue!
Mommy is doing a lot of really silly things at this moment.
I love this picture. She really isn’t hurting him. He just did not want to be there.
Little Miss Photogenic
Youth Group Christmas Party.
Divin’
Flippin’ with Daddy
Don’t you wish you had a Daddy like this?
Exuberant Cheerleaders
Flying barrettes
Grace is a great big sister. When Josiah cries, she says, “Don’t cry, Sweetie. I’m right here!” And then she says, “I’ll get you a spoon!” For some reason, she’s convinced that will make him stop crying. And sometimes it actually works.
Our lil’ guy.
The shirt says it all! (Thanks, Mom!)
Making a variety of noises with finger and mouth is one of his favorite things to do…this must be a boy thing? Preparing for all those car and truck and helicopter noises.
Clapping
Cutie!
Double cuties.
“This is my brother Messiah!” she proudly tells everyone. The other day I was letting her watch part of the Jesus film for children. “Mommy, they are talking about Messiah!” she told me excitedly while pointing to her brother.