New haircut. Eh?

Christmas

Can you believe this is the first gingerbread house I've ever made!
32 and playing with my food.
Obviously not a good architect as my roof is already caving in.

Our 2007 Christmas eve opening stockings from Grandma D.
And our first year with a fake tree. Next year, I promise Nathan.

Christmas gift from dad I wished I'd had the night before at the relatives house where the common conversation with us was, "so when are you two going to start popping out kids?" Shirt says, "If I wanted to hear the pitter patter of little feet I'd put shoes on my cat."
LOVE IT DAD!

Christmas photo that didn't go out with our xmas cards.
Oh well. Too much to do with the new house. Next year.

Curry caught red-handed seeking out the cat nip I thought I had cleverly hidden.
GOTCHA!