In any roll of photos, you're going to find at least one Sam Hamwich.
One year later. They're just not that into you, Claus. Maybe you'd better come through with that train set.
At UWM's Multicultural Holiday Fair, the boys are serenaded by a Christmas gnome. Personally, I'm siding with Olin (at right).
These are our favorite ornaments, made by their daycare in their first ear infection-filled winter. They look so sick and miserable in these photos, but so adorable at the same time. The red noses and the puffy, pleading eyes. How could we have let them leave the house that day?
And here they are two years on, drinking their own bath water...
A Saturday morning in the snow...
Stockings, hung by the chimney with care.
When Sam and Caleb jingle bells, they jingle them all the way. (And, yeah, those are antlers on their heads. And, yeah, Sam's wearing his Batman pajama top, and yeah, he wore it from bed to daycare and back to bed, because that's how much we love Batman in the Hinshaw household. Caleb sports the dinosaur. Dinosaurs are cool, too, because there's a T. Rex in the Batcave.)