Okay, I am the first to admit I am not the best cook in the world. My mother's Betty Crocker genes definitely skipped me. I am improving a little and now that I am on my budget I try to cook a lot more at home and make more homemade stuff. Tonight it was quesadillas for dinner. I had about eight leftover chicken breasts that my mom had sent down to us. She still is used to cooking for a family of seven and a few neighbors :) I always make homemade guacamole to go with the quesadillas and let me tell you my kiddos LOVE IT!
They literally can't stop eating it from the second I mix it up until they are done with dinner. Every time either me or Charlie make it they insist on sitting on the counter right next to the bowl so they can have the first sample. You would think kids would be swayed away from something that is so green and goopy...not my kids, they dig right in!
They literally can't stop eating it from the second I mix it up until they are done with dinner. Every time either me or Charlie make it they insist on sitting on the counter right next to the bowl so they can have the first sample. You would think kids would be swayed away from something that is so green and goopy...not my kids, they dig right in!




Cole even wanted part of the action so I passed him some glue and scrap fabric so he could make his very own.




I know the true meaning of Christmas is giving but there is nothing like the light of a child's eyes when they first see what this great man, Santa Clause has left for them. I live for Christmas and for that very moment.
After church we headed back to Charlie's parents where they put out quite a spread of brisket, salads and snacks while we all ate, drank and were merry. The kids got to open their presents after dinner. It was hilarious to watch Cole this year because he knew exactly what he was doing and could not rip the paper off fast enough. 








Christmas Picture from 2004, Kristi, Tanya, Rachel, Erin, Kelly


Kadee & Ari



