Somebody Get Some Mustard for this Christmas Ham

Oh, Christmas Tree!

Nate was like a puppy, dancing around the Christmas tree we put up today. We explained that Christmas is still a month away, which dampened his enthusiasm only somewhat.

Baby Spice?

Ok, not exactly, but given her penchant for eating (4 meals a day, no signs of stopping), quite appropriate that she's hanging out in front of the stove with the spices.

Head of Her Class

The day after Thanksgiving, Anna successfully removed a toy car directly from Nate's skull with no medical training or anesthesia while Nate sat quietly, happily, on the stairs. Then, just to prove she could do something unique with her own head, she stuck her cranium between the rod iron railing supports. Just another day at Tranquility Base.

That's Chocolate, Right?