(Seriously, in the year 2000 I was 16, a sophomore in high school, and Sam and I wouldn't meet until February of that year. Age 16 to 26 can be an eventful decade!)
Last Christmas with the siblings. Annie was 14 months old and I thought she'd never grow any hair (careful what you wish for!)

Anne's epic failure at trying to eat with a spoon. Now she can eat a whole cup of yogurt by herself with a spoon, and even eat a waffle with a fork!
With Opa and her new hockey jersey. So cute :)

Honestly, who is that?!? I barely remember Anne at this stage. I do know that she was just figuring out how to walk after her lack of crawling. (I also know that I love those terry-cloth pajamas. They're my fave. So snuggly.)
Here we are on Christmas Eve. Sam and I have known of Sammy's existence for about 36 hours in this photo, though we didn't share it with anyone for at least another week...Christmas is exciting enough all by itself.

No comments:
Post a Comment