Merry Christmas!

Our Christmas Miracle

During sacrament meeting on Sunday Kyle wanted to hold Nolan.

Whaaaat?

Granted, Nolan is over six months old, but this was the first time Kyle ever wanted to hold him. We were trying to stay reverent but went ahead and let Kyle do it. How could I not?? Kyle was giggling as Nolan grabbed at him and pulled at him. Tim and I kept giving each other the look that said, "What in the world is going on? Is this really happening?" He did it again tonight so I grabbed my phone.

Oh that just makes my heart so happy! All I can think about sometimes is this day:

And Kyle saying, "No! No want it! No thank you!" as he met his brother for the first time :).

This video shows Nolan Bear making his new noise of the day, specifically at the end:

I cut his hair on Sunday just on the top in an effort to be able to spike it up in the front. I don't think I like it! Not only is it terribly uneven, but Nolan was born with a part in his hair and that's the way I always picture him in my head. Maybe it'll just take time.

I've been meaning to do a six-month post on Nolan, but time is quickly escaping me these days. Before I forget-- At his six month appointment he was an ounce shy of 23 lbs. and 28.5 inches long.

We love this little guy, and his big brother too!

Plump Like Santa

It's almost Sunday! I'm so excited because that means this week is almost over with! Wohoo! Yes, our week was that bad. Sick kiddos, Dad studying for finals, exhausted Mama- we seem to always have these experiences around finals time. Poor TRay has to deal with it all and keep his mind focused on finals. Kyle has cried for Tim the past three days with statements like, "I want my Dada! I want my Dada every time!," "Mama, I call Dada and tell him he has to come home now," "Dada has to study at home? Dada study in Nolan's room?" He can't wait for some time with Tim-- me neither!
 
 A highlight was on Friday when the kids were temporarily recovered, we went to see Santa! Nolan loved it and Kyle was just excited to see his friend named Kyle, whom he lovingly calls, "Two Kyles." Seriously, he'll ask, "Where'd Two Kyles go?"

 That was as close as Kyle got. He yelled that he wanted a spider for Christmas (thanks cousin Sadie for planting the idea) and then ran off to be with Two Kyles.

Ok, have you seen anything cuter?

These were taken within an hour of getting his six months shots. Hence why the bottom half of his clothes are missing. I just couldn't bring myself to squeeze those thighs into his pants and worry I'd hurt them. He's the best baby!
  Thanks to my friend Liz for quickly snapping the photos. Liz recently moved here from AZ (instant bond) and has a photography business. Check her out!

Here's to a better week filled with more holiday spirit and less whining and kleenexes!