Daddy says he wears the boots around here. And whatever he says, goes.
I's got to see for myself what kind of power these boots hold.

I'd say it's much easier to step into Mommies boots.

Guess where we are.
I'm holding a clue, but I suppose you'll just keep scrolling down instead of guessing.
Seasame Street! (Actually, we were at Target Center, and the gang from Seasame Street was visiting. We were on like 10th Street)

You caught me, I'm reading to my babies.
A rare quiet time in the house. Of course there must be a mess somewhere.
A little harder push and I may have made it all the way to Minneapolis.
Not quite a ski lift, but he gets the job done.

Mush Daddy, mush!
We'll see you at the bottom.
I'm going to set the long slide record.

A little red from sledding.













Not quite ready for the olympics, but we had fun.














A growing boy.














A bit "Tucker"ed out from chasing those girls up and down the slopes.

Happy New Year!!!