Thursday, December 30, 2010

Frosty Christmas

Despite the fact that the house looks like a toy factory exploded (what will we do with TWO boys' gifts?), we had a lovely last Christmas as a family of three.

We continued our Christmas Eve tradition of going to church, although Miles refused to enter the sanctuary for a good 10 minutes until Pastor Mitch gave him a pep talk. He sat well through the children's sermon, but he got shipped off to the nursery before they broke out the fire for the candle-lighting. He's been rather two-year-old-ish lately. Not necessarily naughty, just rambunctious and only wants to do what he wants to, on his own time table. He can put on a deceptive disguise sometimes though:




On Christmas morning, Miles slept until a reasonable hour, thanks to his new
alarm clock (thanks Aunt Kat!). Seriously, out of all the gifts he got, this was Mommy/Daddy's favorite. It turns green when it's ok for him to get up, and we've been able to get a good 45 minutes extra sleep every morning.

But I digress...you really care about SANTA! We checked the cookies we left out for him, and he ate them all but one little bite! The reindeer left some of their carrots, so Miles decided to feed the rest to Rudolph.



Santa did not disappoint and brought Miles his flute (although tiny and noiseless), just as Miles has been requesting since before Thanksgiving:



Miles has also been really into "big boy" games lately, so he was happy to get Chutes and Ladders and Cars Memory.



I also got Daddy and Miles a really big boy game - a Wii - for Christmas. Miles wasted no time getting the hang of it. His favorite game so far is baseball.



Grammy and Grandpa Ronald came over later that day for Christmas dinner, and, of course, more presents. Miles had lots of fun spending time with them. Unfortunately, the flash blew on our camera. Guess we'll have to wait for the pics from Gpa Ron - he's a much better photographer than I anyway.

And now, your Christmas Day entertainment:



I still haven't scanned in the Santa picture, but here's a blurry cell phone picture from when Miles met him at my work. Not the nice professional one as promised, but it'll do for now:



And a bonus non-Christmas picture. We took a trip the the Rhythm Center last week. Miles enjoyed it after getting over the initial shock. Note to the Percussion Society folks: ya might want to place the gigundo bass drum and gong towards the end of the exhibit...it might mean less little ones running screaming from your establishment. Anyway, Miles on a full drum set:

Happy New Year to everyone!!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Holidays, Birth-days, and Such

[Insert standard excuse verbiage for not updating the blog in XX days.]

A change for this blog entry - lots of pictures, (hopefully) little words. (Well, little for me.)

Thanksgiving at the Kolbs

Rubbermaid Tote fun with Cuz Lyla:




Balcony scene:

Miles also had fun checking out the Lexington Christmas parade, although it was so cold that he and Daddy only made it outside for a few minutes. They still outlasted the girls - we watched the whole thing from inside the restaurant!


Getting Ready for Christmas

Hamming it up for Christmas card pictures (instead of saying "cheese", his favorite phrase is "Ah-cha-cha-cha!"):



Fun making a Gingerbread House with Nana & Papa while Mommy and Daddy are having fun in Chicago:



A little snack before pre-Christmas dinner with Mommy's family:



Presents!

Miles also has really enjoyed seeing Santa (three times so far!). We'll post pics soon (maybe). He surprised us by not being scared at all! We saw him first at my work, and Miles was literally jumping up and down with excitement waiting to see him. He clammed up when it came time to tell Santa what he wanted, but he's been telling us that Santa is going to bring him a flute. He also saw Santa twice at the mall with Nana and Papa.


Baby Cousin is Born!

Gavin Andrew Kahl - 12/20/2010, 6 lbs 11 oz, 20 inches long.

Miles hasn't met Gavin yet, but he was so excited to hear all about him when Mommy and Daddy came home from their visit with him. He asks every couple of hours, "Where's Gavin?"