Christmas this year came and gone so quickly. We made a gingerbread house with Daddy and a couple evenings a week he would take Addison and I to see Christmas lights. She would oooh and ahhh about them. She thought they were candles and would pretend to blow them out. One of our favorites is posted and is in a neighborhood called Prestonwood in Cypress North Houston. Each street has a theme and it was wonderful to visit. Christmas was extra special this year with Addison. She didn't quite understand Santa and in fact she cried when we took her to see him. Another picture to come. But the excitement and joy on her face was truly an experience. Church was more meaningful than ever, and our blessing of having another child as well. Most of these pictures are from Christmas morning in Friendswood. It was cold, 45 degrees. So when you see Addison in a giraffe suit she has a full set of clothes on underneath and this was a warm option she really wanted to wear. I was concerned that her ears would be covered because it was awful windy. She hasn't quite gotten the hang of the tricycle yet. Her daddy lowered the seat with a wrench so of course it was "broken" and she wanted to work on it too. She has a wrench in her hand and is pretending to fix it.
The other night when Jared was hooking up some cable wires to the surround sound, I tried to keep Addison away because all she kept saying was, "Daddy is broke? is it stuck? What ya doing? I wanna watch Cars." I silently chuckled to myself and tried to let the man work....but funny.
