Tuesday, December 1, 2009

handsome.

i have no idea when he turned into a 10 year old little boy. but here he is...



and if that face doesn't melt your heart into a million pieces, well...you're crazy. crazy like a fox.

oh, and this afternoon we decorated dad's office tree. afterwards, we had dinner in the car and headed to the christmas parade. downtown. we have a wonderful downtown. with a courthouse that is all lit up. and the square has all their lights out. it's just great. such a great small town. we're lucky to live here.

anyway, here are a few pictures. as i told clint, pratt won't remember what i looked like. i'm always the one taking pictures. oh well...

one more thing. last year around this time, i was driving past this church. downtown. and they have their nativity scene out front. and a grandmother (i assumed) with her grandson were out looking at it one night. i passed by and thought to myself, "wow. how great is that. maybe one day we can take pratt up there to see baby jesus. and tell him the christmas story."

little did i know that it would be our church. a church we would soon join.

so tonight we stood right beside baby jesus and watched the christmas parade. they were giving out hot chocolate. pratt was super excited. he got two big handfuls of marshmallows!













have wonderful nights.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

That coat and hat is a.dorable! And you are right...he looks 10 and so grown up! I loved watching him grow up. This blog is going to be such a wonderful scrapbook for him.

Cookie said...

I can't believe how grown up he looks. He looks so cute and warm and I hardly recognized him in the hat. Of course, poppy asked "Is that a camo hat"

Meredith said...

Sorry we didn't see you guys at the parade. Also, I didn't know you went to church there. I was just admiring their nativity earlier this week. :)

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i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.