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12 months old

happy one

12 months and you are one year old, buddy.

 With a blueberry lemon cake your father made.

And an angel from Gramma, and hugs and help from Gram.

Auntie M made you smile through your fever.

And you had some cake.

 Which you didn't like.

So your father picked off the blueberries, and handed you as many as you wanted. And we all sang happy birthday and wished you well. You are going to need that toothbrush this year.

Happy birthday, Lincoln.

first big snow of 2010

As you can see, he loved it.

merry merry

Christmas morning, his favorite stance.

We had some much needed coffee.

102 degree fever, double ear infection and very little sleep last night...but he kept going.

And played with his father.

And climbed on gifts.

And sat with (a very tired) Mama.

This time last year, we didn't even know him. And here he is, now. What a blessed Christmas.

trimming the tree

getting ready for Christmas

It has been one long bout of strep and flu and runny noses around here for weeks now. Lincoln is on his second round of antibiotics after the first didn't do it. Here it is, almost Christmas, and we are just starting to round a corner (I hope). Hanging stockings and pine garlands made it a bit more cheery yesterday.

I finally finished Linc's stocking, started last Christmas before he was born.

Holiday card cradle pic. This was one of the few I got. Most of the time he gives you this 'you gotta be kidding me' look and/or immediately (and very easily now) escapes.