Boxing Day

You see I thought "boxing day" was the day that you were allowed to rip open the cereal box without any consequences.

the stewart men

After a hards day work, nothing like kicking back and relaxing ina nice comfy leather chair. It is even more comfortable if you take your pants off and hang out in your boxers (or in my case diapers).

starting to deck the halls...

Not only have I been a good little pastry chef, and have helped Mom with the X-mas baking , but I have been busy making X-mas crafts.

eyes wide open

Mom finally managed to get a photo of Will with his eyes open.

William passed his 4 week Doctor appointment with flying colours. He is now up to 11 lbs.

Props

I am teaching my lil' bro William the fine art of "giving props". Nothing like a fist punch to celebrate a job well done.

Santa - Redux

Guilty as charged. I will do anything for a box of smarties.


Yes we were out holiday shopping and I thought it would be a good idea for me to double check with Santa to make sure he got my "order". Based on the presents that seem to be piling up under the tree, Santa's distribution chain seems to be firing on all pistons.

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus

So the best part of getting your picture taken with Santa is that you get a box of Smarties when yiu are done. I am in the process of trying to gain a controlling share of Will's box.

time to share

I decided to man up and be a big brother and share the spotight with two week old Will. That's right. The Jmac blog is now all about the dangerous adventures that William and I will get into. As you can see from below, he is pretty much in sleep mode these days. Which is a good thing. As he is going to need to rest up for the holiday season.



In true big brother fashion, I am trying to pitch in a little extra these days with chores, and I think sweeping may be my calling. Next stop the Brier in 2028.



Of course after all that hard work, one needs to enjoy the finer things in life. Lego and cocktails in a Spidey cup and Thomas plate. Don't worry Mommy, that is just juice and pretzels. I havent graduated into the hard stuff quite yet.