Merry Christmas! This picture probably would have been more appropriate say in, I don't know, December, but nonetheless here is our Christmas rundown. Twas the night before Christmas and not a happy boy was to be found. Granted, the boys aren't smiling in this picture but it's the only one that they're all looking at the camera. They were much more excited for Christmas than this. Promise. And note the matching Christmas eve pajamas.
Now it's Christmas morning and there's the smile. This is too funny to me because of all the things that Santa and Mom/Dad/Nana/Papa brought, this is what Colt gets excited about. Look Mom! Candy!
A book!
Fast forward to 3 days later and we celebrated Colt's 4th birthday. My little man is growing up and I love him to pieces. Bet you can't tell what the theme was. He's been asking for a Spiderman birthday since well, his last birthday, and he never wavered. Oh and look at the cake I made! Just kidding, I'm a lame mom who buys the birthday cake.
I didn't make the cake but I won't shy away from hoisting all 40 pounds of this boy up to blow out his candles.
The big present. Now there's a reaction over something worth smiling about.
What happens when it's not your bike, your party or your birthday.
He's off! Colt really started to get the hang of this while we were down in Texas. The bike is on sabbatical while we wait for Chicago to get above freezing. Here's some of the other things we did while deep in the heart of Texas.
Eat with our Batman mask on. Nana not only allows stuff like this at her dinner table, she encourages it.
Bowling! I think it's safe to say that Evan and I stunk it up. I'm pretty sure my 4 year old got a better score than me. 
Raquetball. Many hours were spent on the court though I didn't make it out this trip. I was too busy stuffing my face with Tex/Mex food and Shipley's donuts. I also don't have the best record with a raquet. I tend to hit myself as opposed to the ball.
Swinging. At the park. Wearing short sleeve shirts. Look at that sky! This is the reason I decided for about a month to forget that I live in Chicago and pretend that I live in a place where you can wear shorts in December. Which is also why I wasn't in the same state as Evan when he celebrated his 30th birthday. We did throw him a little surprise party down in Texas before he left, but luckily we have some friends who took care of him on the actual day.
They fed him, made him a cake, and made sure that he actually recognized the day. Evan was a little hesitant to acknowledge the whole 30 thing. I love this man. He's the best guy I know and an even better dad. I think it's safe to say that I lucked out 5+ years ago. The latest news for us is that we're saying goodbye to the apartment life (no tears shed here) and saying hello to a house! We bought a house and move next week. Hopefully this turns out better for us than Colorado did. My mom and sis make their way here on Tuesday and I'm beside myself that they're coming to help. Especially since I haven't packed a thing. What can I say - I work better under pressure.
