Here are some pictures from the other night when Jack was playing. Whenever we get down on the floor, Louie can't stand being left out and has to come over and get in the middle of everything.
Jack's getting closer and closer to crawling. Everyday I think he's about to, as he rocks back and forth on his hands and knees. Now he also does this weird pushup thing. He really looks like he's about to do an official pushup--his legs are back out behind him and he's up on his arms with his belly off the floor. I was hoping he'd do it when I took these pictures, but as usual he didn't cooperate.
Welcome back to Grandma and Grandpa Nold, who flew back from Florida today. We're glad they missed the big winter storm that's supposedly heading this way. I'll be really happy if the storm doesn't turn out to be as bad as they're saying. We've already had a much colder and snowier December than usual, and it would be nice to have a break before we get into the bitter cold of January!
And finally, here's Lou learning about the phrase, "it came back to bite me in the ass."
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Dear Jack, It looks like you and Lou are growing up to be good buddies (as long as too much biting doesn't occur either way!). We wish you and your family a very Happy Holiday on this, your very first Christmas! We're going to have a nice, white one here in Vermont! Love, Grammy and Grampy J. and Paul
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