Maggie: So when we were in our mommy’s tummy that’s when we were created? First our bones, then the slimy stuff, then our skin and our little fingers? Daddy, how did mommy get pregnant? Oh I know. The baby just comes down from heaven and gets in her tummy.

MAGGIE’S XMAS LIST
My little ponies
Barbies
Equestria girls
Palace pets
My own lantern
Umbrella
Mandolin
Bows made by mama
A whole Elsa collection of stuff
New socks, pants, shirts, dresses
“New pairs of underwears (it all rhymes!)
There’s just sooooOOOooOoOOoo much I want for Christmas. Do you have any ideas of stuff I might want for Christmas? Oh oh oh oh and you know the Palace Pet app? I want a new Palace Pet.”

TOMMY’S XMAS LIST
Minecraft (or any) Legos
iTunes gift card
Chinese playmobil figures
A banana
Anything with a marble

Maggie: I know how Santa gets his presents. He buys them on Amazon.

We’ve spent a lot of time at the Apple Store lately.

Yes. She is lounging in a recliner of foam packaging for a mixing board, eating cream cheese from the brick with a spoon.

Tommy: When I grow up, I want to be a movie maker. If they haven’t thought of Lego Movie 2 by then, I’ll make that. Or Incredibles 2. I’ll be like the next Disney or something.

Maggie: I want to be an inventor. But all girls probably want to be inventors. Except Rebekah wants to be a princess.

Tommy: THAT’S not gonna happen.

The seasons according to Maggie: normal season and winter.

Maggie: My mermaid tail has to be perfectional.

Maggie:
Wait wait wait wait wait. I’m confused about Jesus.
Was he a baby when he came out or a huma…a grown up?

What’s a pussycat?

Winter art project.