We lost our dear Pongy-boy on the 12th. We brought him home at just 5 1/2 weeks old. He was so tiny!! Pongy was a good dog to us. He hated having his paws touched, had chronic ear infections, and wasn't particularly fond of strangers. In his good days, he LOVED to run and made a great running companion. However, his passion was to go with Travis for bike rides. He's always loved food....even most vegetables. He was a vigilant protector of his family and home, and would bark if he heard someone walking a block away. We sure will miss him.
We left for ND on Thursday, the 20th, to be with our families for Christmas. We stayed at a hotel on Thursday since the drive is about 11 hours, and then drove the rest of the way on Friday. The boys had a great time swimming. Min realized that there are great benefits to be the 3rd child. We let him eat chicken nuggets and french fries for supper (something Henry would have NEVER gotten to do at 14 months...and likely not Charles either). And, then he managed to raid the bag of Cheeto's and tried to horde as many as he could. As you can see, it is doubtful that he could have held on to too many more. We got to my parents on Friday afternoon and were so glad to be done travelling (Trav's parents live in the same town). Charles had been asking my dad for weeks if they could build a birdhouse (my dad does a lot of woodworking). This is a picture of them in my dad's workshop finishing the bird house. Charles is helping my dad drill the screws to hold on the roof. It is a very nice birdhouse that is shaped like a barn. Charles has been wanting a barn in our yard for the past few months. He decided to paint it blue with a white roof.
Christmas Eve was spent at my parents. Our whole family (my sister, brothers and all their family) was together. This is a picture of all the cousins. Only my great nephew, Noah, is missing. He's 3.
In order, Min 1 yr, Jacey 17, Tianna 4, Trista 2, Lane 11, Henry 6, Clay 19, Charles 4. This was the only picture I had where Min wasn't screaming...he's not very pleased, but at least you can see more than his open mouth. It was a crazy night, especially when it was time to open the presents. I don't know that I've ever seen paper fly so fast but what can I expect when you have 5 kids 6 and under.
Trista and Min were having a lot of fun playing with a bag of scarves. Only a 1 and 2 year old can find such great fun in scarves. They are only a year apart in age.
My brother, Lance, and Henry. Henry got a guitar for Christmas and was serenading Lance with a very long, ad lib song. Lance laughed and said it was longer than the 'Flight of the Bumblebees.'
Charles is playing back-up to Henry.
Charles is playing back-up to Henry.
On Christmas morning, we went to Travis' mom and dad's for Christmas there. This is a picture of the boys with their cousins. Georgia 9, and Ella 7. Min and Charles were not at all liking to have their picture taken.
The rest of the week was fairly quiet and the boys got some much needed rest. They were all sick while we were there, and with the excitement of Christmas they didn't get enough sleep. We left for home on Thursday, stopped again for the night, and got back to Rochester on Friday afternoon. We were all glad to be home. We spent today just doing things around the house. Min found these glasses and actually WANTS to wear them. He has brought them to us many times to help put them on.
Tonight, Charles started yelling, "Mom! Dad!! Come quick! Min's in big trouble!" We couldn't imagine what must be going on as we ran into the family room. There was our dear Min, smiling at us with his face and hands covered in soot. He had found the fireplace tools.
He's so proud of himself that he's clapping.
The rest of the week was fairly quiet and the boys got some much needed rest. They were all sick while we were there, and with the excitement of Christmas they didn't get enough sleep. We left for home on Thursday, stopped again for the night, and got back to Rochester on Friday afternoon. We were all glad to be home. We spent today just doing things around the house. Min found these glasses and actually WANTS to wear them. He has brought them to us many times to help put them on.
Tonight, Charles started yelling, "Mom! Dad!! Come quick! Min's in big trouble!" We couldn't imagine what must be going on as we ran into the family room. There was our dear Min, smiling at us with his face and hands covered in soot. He had found the fireplace tools.
He's so proud of himself that he's clapping.