More Mackay Winter Merriment

So these photos are from the last big storm. Not the current one. I think I've lost count. This was around the fifteenth, I think. We were finally able to fully outfit the kid for winter. It was too adorable. His snow boots came in (we ordered on sale "after the season"), we found him some snow pants, and we were good to go! It was so satisfying to see him appropriately dressed and know that he would be dry and warm (mostly!). Lovely.

All dressed up and someplace to go. Out!

Happily learning to smile for the camera!

Making his own snow angel... he did a pretty good job, but then freaked out when he couldn't get up by himself. I still hold it was just cause he didn't want to mess up the snow angel. :)

I love this little boy!

Luke and Andrew happily sprawled in the snow.

The winning picture of the day. What a great picture! I love my boys. (Luke says, "yeah, Lush my boyz!" when I tell them this. He is so sweet!)

Okay. Now don't call this a comeback! I hope to blog semi occasionally, but I have misplaced the camera, and need to look for it. I haven't been good at taking pictures lately, so I need to work on that. I have been working on some other household projects, so I don't have as much time. I could come up with some more excuses, but I won't. Anyway, enjoy the snow pictures, and we'll enjoy the snow!

Silly Luke

I have to admit, I'm rather enjoying not worrying about blogging... Of course, I haven't been very good at taking pictures lately. I need to work on that. And we forgot our camera at the Smith Family Christmas Celebration. :(

Anyway, I hope to have some pics up again soon.

But for now, I'll leave you with a funny Luke story.

Luke and I made chocolate chip cookies recently. Lots of fun. He had a good time. And, this was the first time that I actually let him have any. We made him special cookies with no chocolate chips and he thought they were wonderful. It was sweet.

Anyway, I had left a couple of cookies on a plate in the living room and was in the kitchen. Luke came into the kitchen chewing... Yeah. I asked him what he was eating and he said "Show. Touch." So I went in to let him show me what he had touched. I then told him that he absolutely wasn't allowed to eat cookies unless mama or dada gave them to him. Then I said I was going to spank him for not obeying and proceeded to do so. As I left him and went back into the kitchen, I hear a small voice say... "Yum."

Like it was totally worth it. Made me laugh.