December Part 2

What? December Part 2 when we're still waiting on September Part 2, not to mention October, November, and appparently December Part 1? I was working with these December pictures for something else, so I'm going to go ahead and post them now. Don't get confused. Oh, and they're not in very good order...

Dylan on Christmas Eve, Dylan on Christmas Day

Dylan on Christmas Day; Dylan & Logan on Christmas Eve

Dylan, Logan & Sam on Christmas Eve; Dylan, Logan & Sam on Christmas Day

Logan on Christmas Eve, Ryan on Christmas Eve

Sam putting out cookies for Santa and an apple for the reindeer on Christmas Eve


Sam opening presents Christmas Morning


Sam with Randy's friend Jon

Sam with Jon, Sam with Pops

Sam in front of the giant boot at the L.L. Bean in Freeport, Sam & Randy on the boot

Sam playing in the snow in Maine

Sam in the snow, Sam with Big Boy on the way home from Maine

More of Sam on the way home from Maine

Sam in the car on the way home from Maine

September, Part I

Sam wanted to try basketball. I didn't tell him that he really doesn't have the genes for the aptitude or height necessary and signed him up for a six-week class where four-to-six-year-olds would learn the basics. Sam spent most of the time making silly faces, saying silly words, wiggling his arms in silly ways, falling over the ball and complaining that he was tired. I should have taken some video, but I did get a few pictures.


We're going to try gymnastics next. He wants to learn to do flips like a Jedi.

We spent a weekend at Grammie and Grampie's house, including an afternoon on the boardwalk. We all had some ice cream and then all the little savages said they were hot and took their shirts off.

We also went to a Japanese steakhouse for Uncle Jamie's birthday.

Sam likes to sleep in weird positions and completely covered. Sometimes a little appendage sticks out.


September, Part II will include school pictures.

Cuteness

"Babies have tiny brains so they can see fairies."

I *think* this had something to do with an episode of The Fairly Odd Parents, but I'm going to just assume it's one of those super darling things that randomly came into his head.

Broccoli

At Bob Evans the other night (where we received shockingly uncharacteristic good service), Sam voluntarily ate toooons of broccoli. Here is proof: