I am busy putting together our yearly photo book that is our gift to grandparents every Christmas. Jas has the day off and I have been holed away creating it all. day. long.
(Every year I plan to work on it along and along - like when January is over, I go ahead and pick the best January pics. That would be a GREAT idea. Yes, it would. But I am a procrastinator, and I (apparently) only work when I have to work on a deadline. So every December finds me furiously working to get these books ready. But maybe I'll do better next year...hope springs eternal!)
I am working my way through all the pictures from 2015 as fast as a mama can. But it is hard. As I am going through the pictures, I am coming across gems. Of course I am.
Some I have posted on FB already, and forgot to record here on our family blog. But I don't want to forget!
Like this little sequence....
A few weekends ago we were all 8 out there working with the chickens. Well, Jas was actually working, some children were helping him, some were "helping" him...and then I looked over and Noah was helping Abigail hold a chicken, which she very badly wanted to do:
She looked adoringly at her helpful big brother:
Here she is working hard and concentrating, and I bet anything she is grunting (I can totally "hear" the grunt she makes when she is working hard):
But then it was time to put the New Hampshire down:
At first, A acted like a cool customer...like she held chickens every day:
But then she broke out in dance, thrilled that she'd been able to get her precious little hands on one of those things!
Sometimes a girl just has to let loose and dance!
(Yes, she is wearing jammies, don't judge me. And no, I would never (and I repeat never) let her leave the house with her hair looking like this!)