Merry Christmas 2020

It snowed in October, so we took advantage of the weather to take a picture.  Notice the Christmas tree?  And the feet?  I thought I could edit it out, so I didn't bother covering them up.  Oh, well.

Then we couldn't resist getting a picture of the boy as an old gristled back woodsman with his rocking chair on the porch.  Cute, huh?

 

Pretzel log candy house

 

Everybody was Ninja Fighting!

If there is actually a civil war, at least our family will be protected.  The current president and his supporters may be getting more violent everyday, but we have a die hard ninja living with us!  Watch out! 

I got this red ninja costume at a flea market a while ago, thinking the boy wouldn't be into it.  It's red and he's crazy about blue.  But lately, he's been practically living in it.

Here he is showing off his impressive skill in the HQ (under the big fir tree in our yard)

And here he is, a few days earlier, helping deliver packages to the UPS store.  He's been so into ninjas lately that our nightly routine has been altered to add a few minutes of playing ninja every night.  Husband is the white robot ninja, and I get to wear black and be the bad guy.  the game only differs from hide and seek/wrestle time in that we wear costumes.  The other night, as I helping him relax before falling asleep, I said: I love you, sweet heart.

He responded: Call me red ninja!

I said: I love you, red ninja.

He said: I love you, mommy garmadon.