Welcome Dustin!

Ok, I'm back!!

I'm introducing the newest

member of our

family.....

Dustin!!!

Brian is such a proud Daddy!

Dustin was born on December the 10th

and he weighed 11 pounds 14.9 ounces.

His sugar was a little low from being a C-section
baby so they gave him a ounce of formula
out of a little cup. I have never before seen
a baby drink from a little medicine cup before.


~~~~My little man~~~~


Brian showing him to Cameron


Cameron holding him for the first time.
(He's so sweet!)

Being the Big Brother

Me and Dustin

Thanks Kristi for taking such good pictures

they will be going into my scrapbooks.

Lights and Trees

These are some pictures of some lights we went

to see the other week.

This guy decorates his house and every year

he exspands his yard. This year they say

that he exspanded into his neighbor's yards.

They are all beautiful and he makes them

all himself!

Marvin the Martian

"Choo-Choo"

Spongebob and Patrick

this tree played Christmas music

This 'burning bush' was a neat one.

The grinch

~~~~~~~~Our Trees~~~~~~~~

This middle tree Cameron decorated all by himself.

And he set up the nativity scene too!

This is the first year that I used

just white lights on our tree.

It turned out to be red and white

and I think the prettiest one ever.

OK..... for some reason blogger put

these pictures out of order.

But I had to post Scooby and Shaggy for Cameron.

And last of all is Whinnie the Pooh and Tigger too.

Arent these pretty.

The other day Brian said that he saw a rainbow

on the way home from work. So, when I got

outside this is what I saw. It's like a piece of a rainbow.

And this sunset was just so pretty too.

And can you find Jupiter and Venus?

They are the two bright-looking stars.

New Christmas Poem

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.

I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.

I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.

NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.

WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.

FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.

THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.

THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.

WAS THIS THE HERO
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?

I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.

SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.

THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.

I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.

THE VERY THOUGHT
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.

THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
'SANTA DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;

I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS.'

THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.

I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.

I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.

THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, 'CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.'

ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
'MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,!
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.'


This poem was written by a Marine.