Finally!

Looks like we've got a crawler and a butt-scoot-er on our hands! WHOOOHOOOOO! Cole has taken to his hands and knees while Grady scoots forward on his behind. It's really fun to watch, and it's hysterical to see how pleased they are with themselves.



PS. To all you people who told me I would not like it when they crawled... you're crazy! Crawling is SO much more fun than lugging around 50 lbs of baby!

What the hell? says Elvis

Let it be known that Elvis is NOT happy that the babies got all sorts of toys for Christmas. He is patient, ever-loving, constantly happy and eager to offer face-lickings, and got nothing. Nothing.



Take that, colorful playblock that Nana and Grandpa got Grady. See how fun it is to try to fit it into the correct hole once he's chewed the edges. HA.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas everyone!

Christmas Wishes

With just a few days left before Santa arrives, we asked C & G what they wanted Santa to bring them. Based on their responses, I've decided Grady is heading for a post-college stint in the Peace Corps, and Cole will be hugging trees while working summers as a Forest Ranger. Just my guess. Pictured are their responses.

Bothma Grandkids

The boys overnighted at Nana's house this past Friday, and so did the other grandbabies and their parents! Talk about a full house! Here are the youngens: Cole (10 months), Sara (5), Greg (7), Grady (10 months), and Rhett (3). You might notice that the kids are each about 2 years apart. In keeping with her baby-making schedule, it seems to me that Karen is due for growing another baby, no?*


*NOTE: This baby would not be for us. No, thank you. One set of twins is plenty. PLENTY.