Christmas is a time...

Christmas is a time of late nights spent wrapping presents, filling stockings, plugging in the tree and trying to slow down the adrenaline so you can get a few hours of quality sleep before you are awoken by the excitement of your 3 year old.

Christmas is a time to look around the room and know that you belong exactly where you are.  Surrounded by food, cookies, toys and family.

Christmas is a time for reflection.  Reflection at how far we have come in a year, reflection at how lucky we are, reflection for the joy that is real the reason for the season.

Christmas brings with it all these activities that we feel we must fit in before the calendar states Dec 25th.  It is insane the amount of exhaustion Christmas brings with it and yet I am always sad to take down the tree.  We didn't get in half of what I would have liked this Christmas season but thankfully the family time continues with the Schaber and Hutchinson gatherings to come.  We have so much to be thankful for this year and it doesn't escape me that each day is as special as Christmas morn, the hard part can be finding the joy in everyday afterwards.

Our Christmas started off with a delirious baby girl who caught her brothers cold and was up until 2:30 a.m. Christmas eve eve.  I had to peel myself out of bed to work, a shift I sorely regretted picking up at 5:00 a.m. and I was happy to let the boys attend the annual cousins party alone as our girl was desperately clingy and so beyond tired that she needed a quiet house and some mommy snuggles.
She and I finally got a quality nap in and I was so happy to go to her crib and see life in her eyes again.  We quickly got ready and went to the 3:00 p.m. service which was packed with families old and new.  It was the family service and it was fabulous.  The music was beautiful.  Silent night sung in the dark with lighted candles lining the aisles was enough to make my knees weak with adoration and awe.  That baby in the manger was very real to me that afternoon as I held my own.  We all met up for the annual immediate Hutchies quiet Christmas eve gathering which turns out was everything but quiet with 2 children this year.  Riley was less than gracious about his gifts and tore through them with reckless abandon barely giving them a second glance and asking after each if there was more.  Not our proudest parent moment but it's the age and the seriously insufficient amount of sleep our boy had leading up to the night that didn't help anything.  Eventually Daddy and Lyssa Lu had to get home to bed and we were able to play Bingo which Riley rocked the house on.  That boy could glance at his card and immediately know when the card was called if he had that spot to fill with a decade old M&M.  Thankfully Lyssa Lu went to bed a bit easier Christmas Eve and we were able to stuff, literally stuff the stockings and set up the santa gifts.

It was rather weird being up before the sun and opening presents in the dark but the insane amount of lights on the tree and a high ISO helped with a few pictures of our children.  They were both happy with their Santa gifts and in a matter of minutes Lyssa Lu was pulling herself up to the standing position and beaming wide and proud at her newest accomplishment just a week or so after finally crawling.  Sister is making up some ground and it is cute watching her little butt scoot around, very fast, after whatever her heart desires...which is usually the dog bowls.

Sweet baby wearing the same pj's Riley did 3 years ago

"I know him!"

The rest of the day was the usual blur of Theisen's, an insane amount of gifts and torn wrapping paper and finally dinner before the early exit from G'ma Carols for naps and quiet time.  We napped, hard and then we went our separate ways.  The boys headed up north and the girls headed to my Aunt's for the most cozy Christmas dinner with the fancy china from my Great Grandma Schaber.  It was quaint, fancy, warm and perfect.  My Aunt Sandy is fabulous from head to toe and she and my Uncle were the most gracious hosts of the impromptu dinner and Christmas cozies time.  After all, a big dinner and Christmas cozies (a polite way of saying sweats and comfy shirts) is definitely a sign that it's Christmas.

We finally crashed at home later and awoke to a quiet, peaceful, clean yet new toy messy kind of house and we escaped quickly back to my parents house to bake cookies before naps and because I still hadn't had enough of my family-they made their way back to my house for a pizza party dinner later that night. I went to bed filled up full and happy.

It wasn't a perfect Christmas, there was no family videos, no Clue or Sequence, no late night candlelit service, no clear kids noses or the silence that only comes with kids who don't have coughs.  I think it's a bit unreal with 2 young children to expect perfection or even to strive for it but all in all it was good.

We are a bit shaken by the independence and attitude of Riley since we returned from Vegas.  The old adage that the terrible 2's is actually the terrible 3's is rearing it's ugly face.  The nonchalant behavior from him has been frightening and puzzling to us.  I assumed he was lashing out because we left for a few days, turns out watching Kung Fu Panda was at the root of our problem.  It suddenly dawned on Derrick that his hitting and desire to "fight" may or may not have been stemming from that stupid cartoon.  While we tackle how to weather and better this storm the cartoons are strictly Clifford, Zaboo and WordWorld.  Obviously we cannot blame this sudden shift in character entirely on Po and his dragon warriors, we are just going to have to take each day as they come assessing everything carefully and figuring out what will work to help him see right and wrong.  This by far has been the biggest challenge we have come across in our short 3.5 years of parenting.  He will tell me logically and calmly with his words before bed exactly why he was frustrated and I can clearly see why he lashed out but it's the getting him to understand that in the heat of the moment (which usually is nothing to be heated up about) that he has to act respectfully and lovingly is a whole different story.  He is somewhere between toddlerhood and big boy and trying desperately to find his own way on his own.  This is hard and will be a true test to all of us.  God-willing this is short lived and our sweet, easy boy is back in no time.

Christmas is a time for Christmas music...the real stuff, not the Mariah Carey versions of "All I want."  I am talking about "Christmas makes me cry" by Matthew West and Mandisa, "Christ is come" Big Daddy Weave, "Mary did you now?"  Kathy Mattea and many others that I can't name but belted out in the car.

Christmas is a time to re-group, re-energize, re-strategize and remember what brought us here to start with.

Merry Christmas from our little family to yours! and sorry about the insane amount of pics!

Paper Mama: Favorite

http://thepapermama.blogspot.com/2011/12/paper-mama-fave-photo-challenge.html

How could this one not be a fave of mine!?

Merry Christmas!

Merry Everything is right...

Now that everyone is coming down after inhaling the Christmas crack in the air I can finally sit down and relax.  This week has been crazy and we are currently dealing with some back-lash post vacay issues from our Riley, he is up north with Daddy right now as we need a break from eachother.  He is either possessed, exhausted or 3.5, I guess we will wait and see.  In other news though while we were gone sister has mastered crawling and moved right along to pulling herself up to standing on her brand new Christmas toy this morning.  She is amazing and her $10 Christmas dress fits like a glove.  So happy she can get 2 more days out of it coming up!  

I am not ready to be done with Christmas music (98.5) and I am not ready to take the tree down just yet. Good thing the real reason for the season doesn't ever end!  

Merry Christmas from our family to yours!  

Punch Drunk Love

I am all filled up with the after-effects of a seriously good time away in Vegas.  We had alot of fun and even though we were on the go so much in those 3.5 days I feel well-rested and very zen sitting here back at work this early, early Monday morning.

It felt so good to be back in our bed with both of our children under our roof.  It just about made me dizzy with contenment. 

Seeing our little Lyssi Lu for the first time since Thursday morn did not disappoint.  She just sat there with her mouth wide open as she squealed with joy.  She didn't let me go for a long time and she just kept hugging me and laying her head on my shoulders.  Riley was overtired from his long weekend of activities and he was watching TV so his excitement was a bit overshadowed but I will never forget that he wanted to write me a note on Saturday telling me that "I love my mommy and I miss her."  They both seem really well-adjusted and we fell right back into the routine except that Lyssi Lu was in bed by 6:30 and Riley 7:00 because brother and sister were seriously exhuasted. 

I expected to feel pretty tired Monday after sleeping in a bit for a few days and enjoying power naps when I wanted but I feel good.  Life "as usual" is just intoxicating.  This little break we took has completely awakened my every sense.  Grateful, appreciative, centered, relaxed, excited, rested and in mad love with the littles we came back to.  I know now that leaving behind the kids for a quick trip was so worth it and so empowering.  We just needed a few dinners with no food spilling.  We needed a few mornings with no rushing to get out the door.  We needed a few naps without the door to the bedroom wide open so we can hear the kids.  We needed a few late nights out to make us feel young and vibrant again.  We needed time alone to hold hands and laugh at eachother because he is my best friend and no one makes me laugh and feel like he does.

Highlights of our trip included a comedy show at Cabo Wabo, the boys let me indulge a little while enjoying dinner at Serendipity (they did not care for the decor, I loved it!), clubbin a bit til the wee hours of the morn, me winning over $350 playing Texas Hold Em' bonus poker, an $8.99 prime rib dinner complete with an ice cream chocolate chip desert for only $2.99 downtown, ziplining down at the Fremont St experience (holy nerves up on the rickety scaffolding!), eating Krispy Kreme's, lots of walking and gawking, seeing all the gorgeous hotels all done up for Christmas, and I finished a Water for Elephants!  Great book, I loved it so much it was done in 9.5 days.  She is such a gifted writer!

I just love Vegas.  We were not at all touristy this 3rd trip but I still get all "wow" at the sight of the strip at night all HD and lit up out of control.  It's just so exhilarating being down there and even though everything is so expensive ($19 for a pitcher of beer) we spent money and had fun.  I think we put on like 20 miles!  So really no pictures taken.  A few from D's phone but I was kind of "been there done that" and left all camera's at home.  It was quite liberating!

We were ready for home come Saturday night and now we are gearing up for the Christmas weekend coming.  I might have even taken a sick day to spend the morning with my boy at his Christmas party this week ; )  I am so in the wrong profession!

A $100 plus shopping trip to Target tonight equals stuffing those stockings full and then some Saturday night.  I am so excited for this weekend I could just faint.

Oh and our dishwasher is being hooked up tomorrow!  Shut the front door, after 10 plus years we will have a dishwasher...what will it be like to eat on real plates again?!  Santa is so good to me in the appliance dept every year!

Merry Christmas and Viva Las Vegas!

It's my favorite time of year!

smart snap! : )

Christmas is in full swing over here.  It's so fun with Riley believing in Santa and Lyssi Lu getting so excited over the boxes that hold her gifts.  We may have let her play with her special things prior to wrapping them because Sister isn't going to remember anyways.  Her verdict for them is excitement and we are pretty excited for her to rip them open and actually play with them.  The tree has been up since Thanksgiving weekend and the stockings have been hung with care.  Our elf on the shelf has made another appearance this year and the craze regarding the elf is insane!  Last year our elf was thrown around and manhandled because Riley didn't quite get it.  This year after reading the book and watching the movie he is in awe of that elf.  Ours' is named Skippy and that beats Elfie from last year.  He has caused some trouble buts it's all in good fun and when I asked Riley Friday night what Skippy was going to report to Santa he replied: "that I am a good boy, that I eat good (he must be confused!), I play good and I help my Sister.  I answered back "will he tell Santa that you share?"  Riley: "Addually, I am still working on that one."  Ha!  The boy is certainly honest and that counts for something!

We went to a work party for D's company Saturday and we hired a real babysitter.  The kids were pretty stoked to see her and we enjoyed really good food and lots of laughs as the rest of the sales team has awesome wives.  D was nervous about leaving the kids after Friday night caused bags under our eyes.  Lyssi Lu got a non sleeping bug up her butt that I am guessing from her new found crawling ability and she was wide awake and pissed off about us trying to let her cry it out til 3:00 or later in the morn.  I seriously don't know how I stayed up all those nights with her because it was miserable and thank goodness she is back to sleeping through the night again!  Sister was exhausted Saturday and looking miserable.  She was a handful but after a great nap she was herself again and we are thankful for both kids being healthy before we leave on Thursday.

I cannot for the life of me remember why I thought I could leave the kids for 3 nights.  I was just giving Lyssi Lu a bath and I couldn't stop crying.  She was looking at me all sweet and smiley and I just can't imagine leaving her.  Will she understand that we are coming back?  Will she be good for her Nana's and Auntie Teetee?  Will Riley get all sad over Daddy being gone like he did last time D left for a night?  Good Lord, what were we thinking!?  I am missing out on the Sunday School program Saturday night and listening to the kids sing their 3 songs so proud and loud today made tears spring up.  They sing so sweetly and with all their hearts.  I am so bummed I will be missing it.  There is nothing better than seeing Christ through a child's heart and I am so lucky to be there in the mess of it as they proudly proclaim their faith.

Prayers for safe travel and for our kids to feel our love are going to be frequent and desperately repeated throughout the week.

Prayers to you and yours while you prepare for the Christmas celebrations and everything that comes with them.

My favorite new ornaments for this year...I got an A, R, and D...self explanatory and then an M because even I think of myself as just Mommy and not Lindsey anymore! : )

So excited to see the kid's names on the stockings soon!

Old faithful, red, silver, and a spattering of the favorite ornaments from past and present. 

Silly Skippy!

He tried to parachute into the stocking and missed a bit! ; )



I think that 4 strings of white lights on the tree is sufficient! ; ) and yes, I realize it got a little "light" bare towards the top! 

 I guess we will see on the flip side!

Alyssa Marie: 10 months

304.36 days old.

304 days sounds like a lot.  It sounds like a lot and yet it has been a quick tornado of activity giving way to countless snuggles, the sweet smell of a newborn, pink blankies and nuks, flower headbands and barrettes. It has been 304 days of girly bliss.  It still marveled me tonight while I was cooking dinner (funny enough for a friend) and Derrick was frying up pork chops that peering just past our countertop revealed two little smiles.  One running around throwing a baseball up in the air and one awkwardly trying to get her legs in motion to crawl.  It was a Kodak moment.  Daddy and Mommy in the kitchen cooking while the children laughed and giggled in the LR.  It was at that moment that I remembered how much I love this house that allows me to be in the kitchen, doing laundry if need be and still being right there with my kids sneaking glances their way and then smiling to myself at how merry and bright this season is in our house.  I am in awe of time this month.  Last year I was hauling around a swollen belly that yielded blunt kicks and hiccups always in the dead of night.  I was counting down 7, 6, 5 weeks till baby girls arrival.  I remember it like yesterday.  This year I am squeezing chubbers and kissing her soft baby belly amazed that this last 5 lbs is stubbornly staying put on my midsection.

Sweet, sweet baby girl you made us a bonafide family.  One child was heaven, life-changing, easy in comparison, two has felt like a family.  The children playing together, the girls staying back and cleaning while the boys run errands and go to swimming lessons, our laps being full while we enjoy pre-bedtime snuggles in the rocking chair or books in Riley's bed.  This is exactly what I pictured my life to be.  This is exactly where we are supposed to be.

Exciting stuff going on around here where Lyssi Lu is concerned.

*She finally cut another tooth.  Her eye tooth to be exact and shortly following that is now her opposite one swelling up her gums.  You wouldn't even know she was teething.  Girlfriend is tough as nails.
*She is mobile now.  She has started crawling this week in fact.  It's awkward and looks silly but it's progress and she is all the more happier to be able to do more than reach and shout for what she wants.  Sister is determined.
*She is still sleeping like a angel.  Bed by 7:15 and up around 7:00 or later.  Little lady values beauty sleep.
*She is wearing size 3 diapers.
*She is drinking a bottle at 7:30, 12:30, 4 and 7:15 and eating solids twice a day.  Lu lu is loving food.  She eats anything we give her, pumpkin pancakes (her favorite), bananas, crackers, pizza and even broccoli.  Her absolute favorite is cheese though.  She is so my daughter.
*She drinks from a sippy cup now and mastered that the 2nd time we handed it to her.
*She still has blue eyes that sparkle and blonde hair that is thin and wispy.
*She looks so much like her Daddy.
*She claps proudly and dances new moves when the music is turned on.
*She waves bye bye and hello and smiles at everyone she sees.
*She loves to read and especially loves turning the chunky board book pages.

We are so excited to share Christmas with her this year and Mommy is especially excited for her to get some good girly things.  Little Sister loves her the bats and balls but she is ready for more.  : )

Merry early Christmas little girl.  You have made our year.

Love you to the moon and back Alyssa Lu.

Turkied out

A little misleading, the title that is.  I am not in the least bit turkied (spelling?) out.  We ate some of the juiciest, most tender, delicious turkey yesterday that I am completely looking forward to again for lunch but in every other aspect of life I am totally wiped out so this is a stream of consciousness type post which might end up sounding more like a brain barf...too far with the barf reference? : )

My Dad had Wednesday off and when he said bye to the kids with a "See you tomorrow for Turkey Day,"  Riley replied with a sing songy "Otay but I do not like turkey."  Cracked everyone up.  Still does since I have a big smile on my face just remembering it.  He is funny.  He never lacks words and seriously is just funny.  Oh and we made these deliciously cute turkeys.

We have peeked in on him before bed a few nights in the last few weeks and because our bedtime keeps creeping up earlier and earlier (ha, like 8:20 kind of early) he seems to be always awake with a big grin on his face so we have invited him to bed with us to snuggle.  As he makes his way into our room with at the minimum 2 puppies and a lovie he repeats "snuddles, snuddles, snuddles." And typing it out does it absolutely no justice.  It's quite possibly the cutest word he has said ever and it made us all laugh so hard the first night he started repeating it that we almost woke Lyssi Lu up!

We had conferences for Riley Monday night.  Yes, they have conferences for 3 year old's.  It was actually really informative and I wouldn't have missed it for the world.  I got a really good chill and goosebumps when Mrs Jane opened up with a prayer for our Riley and his future.  It was humbling to realize that someone else takes an interest in the well-being and spiritual growth of our child.  I had to keep repeating to myself "don't cry, once you start you never stop, don't cry, look at the pictures and smile, ask questions, but don't start crying."  We learned that Riley never stops smiling in class, that he had an issue with another boy over a truck and that they worked it out on their own deciding to share, that he loves storytime and that everything he does is age appropriate.  And that school picture, for a stereo-typical set-up and pose, well it doesn't get much cuter.  My Dad carries it around in his shirt pocket pulling it out to show everyone.  Pride: Check.

Alyssa my lu is continuing to sleep like a little pro.  Bless her heart.  She is waving goodbye and hello with much praise coming from us.  She continues to shy away from crawling and now that I have set up the tree we are just that much more content with the state of her crawling!  She is all girl.  We noticed that when we put dresses on her she just lights up like well, a Christmas tree.  It's so cute.  All smiles, gumming it up extra for Daddy who just thinks she is the prettiest thing he's ever seen.  I took her on a shopping spree and we tried on some Baby Gap dresses and the price-tag was hard to swallow but I put that dress on her (the one) and she was enamored with herself in the mirror.  Guaranteed that if Daddy was there even he would have ignored the price-tag.

Speaking of Daddy and our Lu lu, is there nothing more precious than the love between a girl and her Daddy?

Daddy keeps her safe

Sometimes I still look at her and sit in amazement that the blond-haired blue-eyed beaut is my girl.  Had it not been for the mirror (sorry) during labor I would have thought they switched the babies up or something.  She lourves me something fierce.  She loves Dada and Riley too but it's something-that Mother/Daughter bond.  Girlfriend is perfection.

And she loves her some leaves!

I love Christmas with it's lights, trees, carols and presents.  I love setting up our tree and having my now family of 3 more sitting in awe watching.  D told me no less than 5 times that I am good at that tree business and I ate those words up.  It's a lot of work and hearing a bit of praise and the "wow's" and "ooohs" from those little ones, makes it all oh so worth it.  I love even more the Christmas story and the Christian music.  I heard "The First Noel" on the radio for the first time of the season driving to work this week and the combination of my favorite song, the dark and beautiful sky and my tiredness brought tears to my eyes.  I love this time of year.

We leave for Vegas in 19 days.  Be like WHOA.  I am not nervous.  D is a darn near basket case bout leaving those kids of ours.  I am sure I will be all weepy and nervous but for now I am just looking forward to the unknown of what one does when they have no kids for 3.5 consecutive days!  Seriously, what did we do before kids!?  We have never been away from the kids for more than a night so challenge this will be but I think it will be good for everyone.

Work is so draining right now.  We are short like 7-8 people short.  It's quite miserable and the old "be thankful you have a job" phrase is just annoying currently.  Exciting news is a raise in the near future for a change in job titles (across the board for me and all my co-workers because we are all cross trained in the lab) and a few new benefits for the 2012 year including $20 off to a gym and something else that I got excited about but can't for the life of me remember.

We had family pictures taken for Christmas and I loved the photog, her in home studio and her style.  She has one of the classiest eyes for shots and seriously the best editing eye I have seen.  I can't imagine any of our shots coming out great though because I was too worried about Lyssi punching Riley and Riley giving a cheesy smile to remember to smile myself so we will have to see.

I already have Lyssi Lu's first b-day planned out, down to the invitation and the decor.  I have had this vision since she was in-utero.   I also have Riley's 4th b-day planned out.  It's amazing how my brain works as I run through words in my head that rhyme with 2, 3, 1 etc.

Our children have started playing together.  Riley hands her a toy and she laughs and hands it back.  Riley tickles her and 'wrestles' with her and they laugh and chitter chatter back and forth.  We are the creepers tip-toeing around making sure not to interrupt their special time and sneaking lenses in and around corners because it is caute!

We finished the last HP movie and the only word that comes to mind is epic.  We put the kids to bed early, shut off all the lights and sat down and enjoyed a whole movie with zero interruptions.  We went to bed at 10:30 and was awoken by the children at 7:08, it was therapeutic all that adult time and sleep.  Being that I can't keep my eyes open at night it was nice to know I don't have some sort of disease or worse narcolepsy because I am pretty sure I could fall asleep anywhere the last few weeks.

This picture cracks me up.  My Dad asked me numerous times if I got pictures of all the mums this year and I did, except the baby girl didn't care for my many attempts.  Case in point...


See those colors Dad?!



We ate at Olive Garden recently and have realized that 90% of the time we have horrible service.  This last time we waited 18 minutes for anyone/someone to come to our table.  18 minutes with 2 small children can be like an eternity.  Then when we finally got our salads our dinners came out at the same time!  It was good eating but probably we will be thinking twice about it next time.

I feel lighter, maybe even full of more energy now that I got all that off my chest.  Preserving these memories so that years down the road we can remember the important stuff like in 2012 we saved a combined $40 off at the Y and so forth.  : )  Nighty Night!

Pinch me, please

I had one of those moments last weekend where I must have looked a fool to everyone else but I just couldn't help it. 

Riley started swimming lessons, the real ones where the parents sit on the sidelines while the kids plunge in to 'soak' and learn.  I looked around and saw various parents filling in the benches and starting to read books or play on their super cool smartphones and I looked down and saw our bag full of towels, a change of clothes, my super un-cool texting phone, my book and my camera.  I just couldn't bring myself to sit down and read.  I just couldn't bring myself to take my eyes off of my Riley. 

I was the parent who stood the whole time, absorbing the moments. I mean really, do you see the brown eyed, brown haired, can't-stop-smiling, I swear was just a baby over there!?  I wanted to explain that it was our first swimming lessons and that he's my first baby but I don't think anyone even noticed that I was standing at the edge of the pool. I was far enough away that Riley didn't have to wave at me every 2 minutes but close enough to again admire his long lashes that looked even more brilliant wet, close enough to hear him squeal as his hand shot up in the air signaling his readiness to try the next skill, close enough to get tears in my eyes not because of the chlorination filling the area but because this is what I always imagined when I dreamed of motherhood. 

I wanted to call D and tell him that not only did Riley get in with zero trepidation (D was thinking Riley would hesistate and probably not get in at all) but that it was mesmerizing to watch and that I could hardly contain my pride but I seriously couldn't pull myself away not even for a quick phone call. 

This was the part of parenting that I wasn't overly familiar with.  The parenting where they let go of your hand and walk forward without you and you just hope that no one hurts them, that they don't get scared and that they remember their manners and that their Mommy is waiting for them.  It was absolutely surreal.  I can do the baby/toddler stage with my eyes closed.  (Not to say it's easy or a piece of cake for me but many years of constant babysitting and now having 2 kids I understand it, they have a need-you meet it)  This was a new feeling, one you can't really prepare for.   After parenting him for 3.5 years and realizing that (just about) everything goes through Mommy beforehand this was the first time where for 30 minutes he didn't need me.  He didn't need me to splash with him or show him how to float.  He didn't need me to fuss over water getting in his eyes.  He didn't need me for support or strength.  He was just a little boy filled up to the brim with excitement, looking all grown up and listening intently to instructions.  I don't get to watch him at preschool.  There's not a two-sided mirror to stare through and see how your child interacts with others when you're not around (although that would be AWESOME!) and my experiences just this last Feb-May with him at 2's with parents school didn't give me a good look at him since he had me the whole time and rarely wanted to me to not always be right there with him playing or creating whatever was on the schedule that day.  This was my first real experience with myself and my Riley in our new roles as supporter and quite literally swimmer. 

This is what I always imagined when I was younger.  My children diving head first into life and taking with them the lessons and confidence we have instilled in them.  Taking on new challenges without hesitation and with enthusiasm.  It was amazing.  Big kid, happy meal afterwards kind of amazing. 

And just think...this is only the beginning!

No fear here!

Riley's first time singing in front of church...he isn't much of a singer!  

Our halloween cowboy...is it wrong that I want to pencil that stache in everyday?