Friday, December 19, 2008
Pics with Santa
And of course the famous picture with Santa. Morgan did it like a champ. Asking Santa for a "trip to Texas, a hula hoop and a horse stable." Cooper, obviously, didn't ask for anything but to get away from the crazy guy in the red suit.

Plays & Pageants
Morgan had two programs last week. She was a kitty in the Nativity story at church. (Don't ask, I have no idea why they have kitties at the manger, but whatever, who am I to question.) She's in the front on the floor to the left in a black kitty outfit.



But Cooper thought that if she was going to have her face painted, so was he....
But Cooper thought that if she was going to have her face painted, so was he....
Christmas
Snow Days
And then the snow came. Now we are pretty happy to see the snow the first time, even the second time, but man, you hit late Dec. or Jan and you are cussing the stuff. I have nearly taken some nose dives on the slippery ice this week, all while holding Cooper. He's use to lots of falls, but I think I am too old for it.
Morgan always does her traditional "snow angel" with the first snow. This is Cooper's first year to be able to run around in it and he can't get enough!
Go Raiders
The Gym
And with all that Feasting... we needed some excercise. That's where the saving grace of the gymnastics center comes in. A HUGE padded place for Cooper to run around safely. It's like heaven on earth. It is literally the ONLY place that he asks to go home and actually WALKS afterwards. Have you ever seen Cooper walk? No? That's because he doesn't UNLESS he has been doing flips and jumping in the foam pit for an hour. Morgan loved watching the real gymnists do their thing and has now been bitten by the gymnastics bug. Not to mention the soccer bug, the horse riding bug, the piano lessons bug, the art classes bug. Thank goodness she is only getting the "Spelling tests and reading homework bug" right now.
Morgan's class had the cutest feast party. Stephen and I both got to attend. You should have seen the teacher so impressed that a Dad came to spend an hour & a half with 19 screaming first graders. Morgan was so proud. Her Indian name was Horseland. Who would have thought she would pick a horse name?
Thanksgiving
Wow, why do I even call it a blog if I never blog on it? Sorry about that guys. So let's back up a bit to Thanksgiving. Hope you all had a good one & have worked off the Turkey in time for the Christmas baking to begin.
We had a great Thanksgiving with some dear friends we found here in Indiana. (Angela literally finds my sanity for me at least twice a month. It's usually lost at the coffee shop, or that's where we end up picking it up)
And we get the pleasure of having Christmas with these people. (Not sure why they are asking for the punishment of having to spend holidays with us Osburns, but they are and we are thankful.)
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