Baby Blessing

I never remember to document the important things in life with my camera. It's always things like, Tyson sitting in a laundry basket in my room while I try to figure out how to work my camera (I've got lots of those!). And when I finally get it, I put it away and think, "PERFECT! Now i'll know how to do that for next time!"

The "next time" is usually the same as that time.

Anywho, we DID get a picture of our family (just one) on Seth's blessing day Sunday. And I know what you're thinking...that Tyson is one photogenic kid!

AGREED.

It was a great day, and we had a lot of family come and celebrate with us.

Except for Lauren, who obviously has never learned the importance of family.

Seth Ruger Atwood

Move over Kirk. January is no longer your month alone! The little man has arrived. Seth was born January 31st, at 2:48 a.m. And I could not be happier to have this thing out of my body.

8lbs 6oz, 21 in.

New big brother

This delivery was infinitely more comfortable than Tyson's was, and recovery is a breeze. We couldn't be happier to have Seth join our brood.

Christmas has come and gone again! Le sigh...

We had a nice relaxing  Christmas Eve. Rem made a huge pan of cheese ziti, and it was de-lish. Then the 3 of us watched Elf, which I think Tyson enjoyed. Mostly because he never gets to watch good TV...just Number Time, or "Peep", as he likes to call it, on Netflix. 

We then attempted to read the Nativity story from the bible, which was mostly me yelling at Tyson to "pay attention dang it, we are learning about JESUS!!!"

It was good fun.

Christmas morning was great. We enjoyed a lazy time at home opening presents and eating yummy breakfast-esque food. 

Horsey was a huge hit from Nana and Papa Cizmas.

Who would have thought there was
another saw out there for Remington to own?

Later Christmas Day, we went and saw Les Mis (which was great by the way). I've never seen so many Atwood's cry in one sitting. To be honest, it was kind of embarrassing. Like, pull yourself together, embarrassing.

Then off to Joe and Kati's for some yummy Gyro's and JCW's fries. Yes please.

I'll leave you all to admire our beautiful family Christmas card. Hot family, no?

I made it extra-large, so it is impossible to miss our beautiful-ness.
Thanks Lauren!

Sant-y Clause!

We decided to give old St. Nick a try this year. Last year we made an attempt at the Dickens' Festival in Salt Lake, but they wanted our next born in return for an actual picture with the man.

We declined.

This year he came to our local library! And the convenience of it all was TRULY a
Christmas miracle.

Waiting in line, looking handsome.

Hold up, wait a second. Who is this?

Mom? MOM?

 All in all, not that traumatic for the young buck.

Later, we went home and made some gingerbread-men. Tyson thought it was just an M&M eating contest.

 By the time he got to eat the actual cookie, he was pretty sugared-out, I think.

Thanksgiving/Mitchell's Home

Not necessarily in that order.

We had a Turkey Feast with all the fixins' thanks to Cambo and some other vital helpers. This was the 1st Thanksgiving feast I have ever hosted, and if I do humbly say so...NAILED IT.

Guys, I made a Turkey.

Oh, and this one's home from Honduras!

They met for the 1st time and really hit it off.
 I'm thinking they are going to be "bromies".
 Is that  a thing? It should be.

And this kid LOVES Papa. Like, loves him.
Sorry Nana. You're a chick. Not cool.

Also, Lauren helped.