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< > December 2005

• Sun, Dec 11, 2005 8:50 AM

  Yes, this version of Santa Claus wasn't all that fat, but he was jolly. And, he was able to hold that smile and look into the camera the whole time Jake screamed and wiggled and tried to escape the stranger with the scratchy face.
  
  After about 15 minutes and at least six pictures, this shot was the best one of the lot.
  
  So awful, the things we do to torment them.
  
  I still giggle every time I look at the picture.

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• Fri, Dec 9, 2005 11:15 AM

  So last night Jake is running around the house saying "Doe, Doe, Doe" and rubbing his nose. I'm thinking he's gone crazy and trying to figure out what he's talking about when it hits me... That's the sign for doll, and that's what he's saying (never said I wasn't little slow).
  
  So I get all excited and run and get him one of my old childhood dolls (yeah I still have a few laying around), and give it to him. The kid got so excited he squealed, grabbed it, and ran away to show daddy.
  
  Matt is pretty much a "guy's guy"... hunts, fishes, mountain bikes, works construction, likes beer. After few minutes I hear him telling Jake, "its not just a doll, its ... um... your buddy!" (I could almost hear him thinking.. "yeah buddy, that's not so bad").
  
  Jake grabbed the doll, squeezed it and said "doe, doe, hug, hug, hug." (Awwwwww) I think that's when Daddy realized he was beat.
  
  I'm planning to put a frilly pink dress on the doll before he gets home from work. Who knew having a baby would make torturing my husband so much more fun!?

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• Mon, Dec 5, 2005 11:55 AM

  Tomorrow will mark TWO years since Matt and I found out that we were going to have a baby. I can't believe its been two whole years. Amazing.
  
  Funny how it can seem like a lifetime ago, and just yesterday at the same time. I can remember trying to decide how to tell everyone, waiting impatiently to discover if he would be a boy or a girl, and attempting to imagine what our lives would be like with a child.
  
  My mom asked me the other day, "So, can you imagine your life without him?" I laughed and said, "I remember my life without him, and sometimes I miss my life before him, but now... I can't imagine my life any other way."
  
  Thanks to you all for being wonderful, supportive, brilliant, & caring. Just as I couldn't imagine my life without Jake, I couldn't imagine my life without the wonderful family and friends who have made our lives that much better.

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