That's right. They are fake. And they stare into your soul.
I love it. This is the best part about Christmas...this and Baby Jesus.
Tessa with Santa
The birthday trio. Cailey is pregnant...so she's balancing her cup on her belly.
Breakfast Club-these are my sibs.
Those are real cheers. No one is faking in this picture. And Cameron's eye was open....and this was like the fourth time we took it. That's my family. Aren't we the best?
VIDEO FOOTAGE! That's what I'm good for. It's actually a pretty crappy video because some 2 year old kept getting in my business. And near the end some girl stood in front of her, so I couldn't get a clear shot of it. But she rocked.
Good Job Sophie!
Tessa looks awesome in this picture. People asked me if we told her to do that, and we didn't. This is just her face.
Our little family-no, he didn't do anything to make my skin look transparent...that's just my skin. I'm that white.
These two pictures of Tessa are so funny to me! The top one doesn't even look like her, but it's just so funny...how many times can I say funny? The bottom one is totally her. Jordan told her to dance, so she listened! That's all.
I'm sure I've posted something about this before, but I'm going to do it again. When I was little every Saturday night my mom would make me and my sisters go get the foam curlers, a glass of water, and the comb so that she could do our hair for Sunday. I hated it. I'm sorry mom. It just took so long and sometimes it hurt, and then you have to sleep with these foam curlers all night and you can't get them wet in the bath the next morning...there was just a lot of stuff that sucked about those curlers. Of course we all looked adorable the next day with our curly hair, but the price for that beauty was too much for me. I don't know how my sisters felt about it, but I'm pretty sure it was the same. One time Cessy even got her curlers wet and ruined her hair-I think it was so that my mom would take away her privileges of having curled hair for church. She was always the smart one.
This is Tessa as soon as she woke up. Don't mind her hair. I don't know what that girl does at night, but this is how she looks pretty much every single morning. Her hair is so crazy. And yes, this is what we let her sleep in. I don't even care. 
And this is Tessa in her birthday outfit. She only wore it for like 10 minutes because we gave her a big thing of dress up clothes, so she kept changing from dress to dress. And as I said before, she fell asleep at 6.
Opening presents. Notice her new dress. 
This is Tessa and my dad and Rubie, who snuck into the birthday people shot. It's my dad's birthday this Saturday so we celebrated them together. Rubie just likes taking pictures with people. I don't know why it's such a bad picture....sorry.
This is Tessa on Day 1. Or probably day 2. She was cute. 
And this is her last month, at Stone's birthday. Shout out to Stone. Anyway, I don't want to be a mom that gives updates on what she's doing, because she'll never read this-but just FYI, she's in the 99% for her heighth. That's my amazing fact about my baby. She still can't say 99th percentile, but she's in it! Suck on that!
This is our family at my company's party. Tessa wouldn't stand up because she desperately needed Alex to hold her EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY. She missed him. And yes, Alex's legs are better looking than mine. I'm over it.
And we planned a party for Alex's friends, which rocked. Except for everyone sucks at Horror Movie Trivia. Sorry-I had to say it. When I did the trivia with my family, they rocked at it...
I got a bunch of pictures of the party, but I didn't want to wait for them to upload, so this is all you get:
These are most of the friends. And here is what they are (from left to right): Mike and Alysha as Popeye and Olive Oyl, Steve as Dexter, TJ and Rachel as a figure skater and a hockey player, Andy as the robot from Flight of the Conchords, Brock as Spock, Rebecca as Batgirl, Wes is a bear, Adam is himself, John is a chicken plus something, and our family...
All that we are missing is Jake and Heather and Emmett-they had already left. But they dressed up too. Jake was a Bears Superfan, Heather a viking, and Emmett was Batman (so cute!) I was really proud of all the friends, because usually they try to ruin my parties (actually, only John. He ruined my 22nd birthday. And I will not forget it.) But this time, everyone dressed up and participated, and they were all fun! (Not that they aren't usually fun, this time they were fun plus costumes.)
And this is how Tessa laid on the couch for most of the night. Emmett and Wesley were there, so I think she was trying to seduce them. Sexy poses for my trashy little Tinkerbell. (Obviously I do not think my child is trashy. But she is sexy, right?)
On Halloween night, we went to both the grandparents house and did the trick or treating thing. I did get pictures but I am not sharing them with everyone, just because I'm lazy and don't want to get my camera out of my purse.
So, until next time. It's Tessa's birthday in 2 days, so I'll probably post about that in 2 weeks. I'm running behind on life!
I blame OHIO...
We hit up the carousel after having some sketchy chicken at The Bistro (not to be confused with The Beastro, which is a common mistake.) Ces snuck in the picture. She loves her some carousel-ing.
Stone was not happy to leave the carousel, even though we rode it twice. We got some free tickets from some lady who had brought her 17 year old son. She told us he was too depressed to ride on it, and we were like, "well yeah, he's 17 and his mom just bought him some carousel tickets at the zoo-then told complete strangers with toddlers he wouldn't ride on it. I'd be depressed too." But I really wanted to show how desperately Stone wanted back on that thing. He's crying and we are leaving him. He didn't even care.
Everyone loves to measure up, but I do it in a more fierce way. A little pop of the hip and it's like Vogue meets Gorillas.
This bronze gorilla is always good fun. Sebastian hated it!
Tessa was ok with it.
And I loved it so much I curled right up in it's lap. (There were two guys that were taking pictures like this before us, so we thought 'Hey, us too!')
Yes. This is my boo. And those are my boots. Alex managed to fit into the costumes that we had. AND his legs look way skinnier than mine! Jealous much?
Anyway-that's all I've got for this post. Stay tuned, there's more to come. I've gots lots.
