A "Herb-alicious" Christmas!!!

We have a new member of our family...

meet

HERBIE

isn't he just the cutest little stocking stuffer?!
and that's exactly what he was, our stocking stuffer.
His mama is a Pomeranian and his pop is a Shitzu.
He is such a little lover!

My mom's dog had pups on the night we all went to the Watoto Children's Choir. Shad and I both said NO WAY, NO DOG!!! The boys fell in love with them and named them all! Every time we would visit they would play with them and love them up. Again, Shad and I both said NO WAY!! I became attached to Herbie and picked on Shad about bringing him home with us but NEVER thought he would cave. Well, Christmas Eve my friend Kristen came and took the female pup and the kids were heart broken. When we got home from my mom's Christmas Eve, Shad told me to call and ask her to bring Herbie in the morning when she comes to watch the boys open presents. I didn't get my baby girl for Christmas but Herbie sure did bring joy to my kiddos!! Did I mention that out of 3 pups, 2 have a Shitzu for a dad and 1 has a Pug?! Good thing she's a dog!! Ha!

We had a great evening with my family on Christmas Eve. The boys got Rock Band and played that for awhile. My Grandma Kay came down and we played a little euchre. She loves to play cards!!! Then around 10 pm we headed home to get ready for Santa. Nothing real exciting... nothing beats good food and having your family around!

A funny little story for all of you who have a child teetering on the Santa thing...

Treyton doesn't really know which way to go with Santa. He has sat down and logically thought things through and tells me "things just don't add up, Mom!" Well, my mom always told me growing up that "Once you quit believing, you quit receiving!". So, not to completely ruin it for Cooper, I played that card. He wasn't buying it. On Monday, I told all the kids to make sure their bedrooms were all nice and tidy so Santa would stop. This makes the 3rd year that Austin hasn't believed in Santa but he has never spilled the beans! Treyton said "NO! I'm not cleaning my room. Your so called Santa will still come even if my room isn't clean. He wouldn't leave presents for the other boys and not me! Watch and see!" Oh... was I ticked!! I calmly said, "No child of mine would be that disrespectful to someone, let alone their mother, so... you watch and see!" While the other boys buzzed around helping me pick up and do the dishes, ect, Treyton moped around doing everthing BUT help out. When Shad got home I scooted out to the store and made quick phone call to my friend Nikki and her husband and asked them to help me out with the little stinker. I changed their name to Santa Claus and the ringtone on my cell phone to "Santa Claus Is Coming To Town" and they called the next day to "check their list" and to update their records! Treyton is always the first to grab my cell when it rings so it threw him when the caller ID said Santa Claus. He answered it and chatted for awhile and has been the perfect little helper since. It would of broke my heart not put gifts under the tree for him but I would've done it! Our children do know the true meaning of Christmas, but they don't stay young forever. :)

Thanks to everyone for their well wishes!! The Zithromax has kicked in and I'm feeling much better!

Hope you all had a very Merry Christmas!!