Then of course we had to pile up a whole bunch of snow and toss her in it...
Merry Christmas to all our friends and family near and far! We miss those of you who can't be with us this Christmas season...
Love: John, Lindsay & McKenna Boyle















The night before her birthday, we made pizza on the grill... as you can see she thoroughly enjoyed it:



I know now that I cannot wait to have the birds and bees talk with my 10 month old daughter... she is way too advanced to not receive the 'how far is too far' speech. I've warned her multiple times that boys are only interested in one thing, yet she still didn't listen to me. Thankfully Dad was there to capture the moment on video so that I could explain which parts of her actions were inappropriate. McKenna, when you're reading this later in life, know that I was only acting in your best interests and I understand that it's tempting to make out with every boy that asks... I know Jack is handsome, but that isn't an excuse. All I want is for you to have a little self control. That's it. That's all I ask. Wait for mister right, not mister right now. Here's the offending behavior with McKenna and Jack:
I chose to sit her on the floor with some books, and I headed to the garage to get some tools. McKenna now crawls backwards, so she had wedged herself against the wall which made her cry. I moved her into the middle of the room again, and went to work on the crib. I got out the instructions so I'd remember how to remove the drop side... that part was simple enough, except for the fact that the instructions were written by a non-native English speaker. That's where the simple process ended. McKenna has begun to have separation anxiety in the last few weeks, and that includes anytime she can't see my face (I am ridiculously good looking). I was on my hands and knees removing the ma tress frame, and she couldn't see all of me... she lost her mind. Here's proof:
So after I rocked her for 10 minutes so that she would stop freaking out, we went to the basement together got the Pack N Play, put it in the guest room and I laid her in it... finally she fell asleep. One point Mommy.
I wish I'd had a tape recorder to catalogue my inner monologue, but I fear it would have been censored by Blogger. It was that hard to put the thing back together. It took me an HOUR. For those of you who know me well, you know that I am pretty technical, I have never met a 'some assembly' required project that has bested me. This one almost did. Best evidenced by this picture (note that I put the drop side on backwards):
When it was all said and done, I was pouring sweat, wishing death on the crib's manufacturer and designer, and vowing to buy a new crib for the next kid because I'm going to have a bonfire to celebrate McKenna's move to a big girl bed. I swear I showered today, even though it doesn't look like it:
I had apparently blocked from my little pea brain how difficult it was for John to assemble this thing in the first place. NEVER AGAIN.






It's so fun to us that our friends are all having kids so that they can grow up together. There will be many more new babies this year (at the time of this post, there are at least 4 'cookin'). We can't hardly wait! Let the exponential growth continue!








