Tuesday, December 15, 2009

He Sees You When You're Sleeping...

This is Noah's first Christmas...and what a special Christmas it will be. We are so excited to spend the holiday with Andy and the Stockhoff clan. It will be one of our most memorable Christmases ever, and we can't wait.

Last weekend we had a Christmas party at our Church...a breakfast Christmas party that is. It was delish...egg and hash brown casserole, ham, fruit and a special treat we Idahoans like to call - Mrs. Powell’s cinnamon twists (give me a shout out if you know what I'm sayin!!). The cinnamon twists were by far my favorite part - aside from watching Noah sit on Santa's lap. I fully anticipated him to cry when I handed him to Santa...but he didn't. Here's the play by play.....

"Noah, Look, its Santa"
Place Noah on Santa’s lap.
Noah stares
and stares
and stares.
"Is he one?" asks Santa
"10 Months." I respond.
"Oh my! He is mal-nourished isn't he?!" jokes Santa (Yeah Santa, like I've never heard that one before)
"What would you like for Christmas?" Santa asks Noah (as Noah continues to gaze at him)
"OH," says Santa "you would like a..." and rambles off this detailed name of what seems to be a muscle car, or truck of some sort.
Nice. Not that I would even know what it was, even if I could remember it.
Click click...snap a few shots of the pair of them and then steal my child back.

Overall I think Noah did swell. He was well behaved and aside from the fact that he was too distracted by Santa and his white beard to pose for my pictures...I think he made a real impression on the big guy. Good times, good times.  Can't wait to see what happens next Christmas. 

 I got Noah this cute little onesie at the Gap.  I didn't want anyone to get confused,  he's not an elf.  (He sort of looks like a Grumpy elf in this picture though, haha)


Not an elf, and not a thumb sucker either.


Chillin with Uncle Mike.


Whitney and her awesome roommates Barbara and Mary.



Awe, Santa and Noah....buddies at 'Hello'.

As a parting gift Santa attemted to give Noah a bag of treats, but when I kindly told him that Noah couldn't eat those treats he said, "Ahh, but his Mom can!"  Sigh.  You are right Santa, I can, and I did!

Lastly. This one's for Mary.  The only person over the age of 8 brave enough to sit on Santa's lap. 
I bet she gets what's on her Christmas list!!