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Picture With Santa 2007

Of course, there is more to the story that I don't have time to tell you about right now. But for my family... enjoy the photo. And be sure to notice Maxwell's untied shoelaces, Jack's constipated look, and Charlie's flushed and chapped cheeks that look like I smeared self tanner on them. (I didn't.)


grandma jojo said…
adorable boys. love the trademark untied shoe.
i can't believe how big max is getting. sitting next to santa his feet almost touch the floor.
i love your family too!
Mom said…
I LOVE THOSE BOYS, LOVE THEM, LOVE THEM LOVE THEM. What a good description of their faces. I can't believe how old Max looks it's one thing to see how much he's grown up when I'm with him but it is sure noticable in this photo. I wish I could have been there to see them, I'm suprised Jack isn't screaming, Santa is pretty furry, kind of like a dog ;)
Deby said…
Too cute!

I love the shoelaces. It is a true picture of who they are right now. A bunch of loveable trouble.

Alexis wanted nothing to do with Santa. When we got too close it was "no no no no no no".
Laura said…
Hahah, it is always something, isn't it? At least, they weren't screaming!

I recalled when Ryan was 1 year old, he nearly pulled Santa's beard off. He was clinging his beard for the picture.
Laura said…
Hahah, it is always something, isn't it? At least, they weren't screaming!

I recalled when Ryan was 1 year old, he nearly pulled Santa's beard off. He was clinging his beard for the picture.
Katie said…
So cute! Love your descriptions. Tonight, someone said that they thought Roman was one of the "Grant" boys and had no idea he was mine....what a compliment for Roman!
Spina said…
They are so cutie! I'm excited to see them on Friday!
Alifinale said…
I think it is so cute! I can't believe how much hair Jack has. I am super jealous (not just because Emery has no hair, but because I don't have any hair). Cute boys, chapped cheeks, untied shoes and constipation and all.
-KJ said…
Your boys are so cute!!! Hey, if you go private, will you invite me! I love to read your blog!
mrs. r said…
self tanner. that would have been really, really funny.

i'm telling you--cetaphil and aquafor.

they are darling. the shoelaces are my favorite.
Love the picture! I can't believe none of them were scared of Santa!

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