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Christmas 2011 has come and gone. The crazy shoppers go back into hibernation for 11 months. Charlie Brown finds the true spirit of Christmas, only to forget it again in a year’s time.
There’s so much buildup for Christmas and then it’s just…..over.
Bethany and I are Christmas fiends. We dream of having our own house someday with a room that’s always decorated for Christmas. Whenever you’re feeling blue, all you have to do is walk into the room, turn on “Christmas Vacation” and your cares will be thrown away. Hopefully, by the time we’re able to have that, the technology will be there so we can have it snow in the room with the flip of a switch.
The week before Christmas, Bethany and I took a trip to Branson, Missouri with her parents. I haven’t been to Branson since I was around 5 and in 22 years, not much has changed. However, their Christmas setup is something to behold. Obviously, I’ve been hiding under a rock because I didn’t know so many people came to this every year. I felt like I was back in Korea all of a sudden, with the long lines and elbow-to-elbow crowds. We had a great time and I hope we make it a yearly thing and go back next year.
Only 364 Days until Christmas in 2012!
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Bethany and I drove all the way to San Antonio to see my brother and his wife this past weekend. I mean, we always enjoy seeing them both, but this was definitely a special occasion. Their son, Landen Allan Peterson, was born last Tuesday, November 29, 2011. This is my first nephew and I was incredibly excited to meet the little guy. We left Little Rock at 5:45 PM after work and made it to San Antonio at 3AM. I was nervous the entire week of falling asleep at the wheel, but I guess my excitement (and Joe Rogan Podcasts) kept me awake for the entire drive. Bethany slept. That’s my girl.
I’ve seen a lot of babies in my lifetime. I’ve taken pictures of a lot of babies. But meeting Landen and getting the chance to take his picture is something I will always cherish. He made the cutest little faces and noises. He peed on my brother. He was everything I could have hoped to have in a nephew. I wish they didn’t live so far away, but that just means every visit will be all the more special. And all the more reason to take more pictures.
World, meet my nephew, Landen.
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There’s something about Christmas that is incredibly special to me. I’m not sure if it’s the fact I still look at Christmas through the eyes of a child or if it’s just what someone put in my egg nog. It could be a little bit of both. The little things still get to me. I still believe the Christmas miracles we see in the movies are possible to obtain. Once again, you might want to check my Egg Nog.
This past weekend, I was supposed to do The Bowie’s annual Christmas photos. (You can see theirs from 2009 here.) We had planned on going to Motley’s Christmas Tree Farm (Girls, Girls, Girls = Ho! Ho! Ho! wait….bad idea), but with the rain, we decided to postpone that idea and just take photos of Boston. When life gives you eggs, you make egg nog. I’m really hung up on this egg nog thing, aren’t I? We plan on trying the tree farm in a couple of weeks with the entire Bowie clan. But for now, I present to you Mr. Boston.

























