I Think I'm Older

Christmas with 5 little boys is so much fun! I absolutely love Christmas morning and watching them open their presents. One of my favorite moments was watching KC open up his fire truck.

He was so happy. The boys had a very nice Christmas, we are very blessed to have everything we have.

Christmas Eve is spent at my parent's house. Since my life revolves around food, it is one of my favorites, because they always provide a yummy prime rib dinner. Most families reenact the nativity story, but after the kids' production at the ward party, we decided that was enough! The cousins decided to do a talent show. The white boys rapped the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air"

James played the guitar

KC picked his nose then entire time Ruby and Charlie sang

These 3 boys sang the party song from "Nacho Libre"

You can see I get my not normalness from my family. Not exactly traditional. It was a fun night, and then Scott and I stayed up forever since I had not wrapped one present, and he had a couple of bikes to assemble.

We have the 4 boys sleep upstairs together.....I am pretty sure we could get a couple more kids in there!

Christmas morning came early. KC woke up at 6, but then fell back asleep. By the time I fell back asleep the boys came walking in our room at 7:09. We opened presents, I prepared some food for that evening, and then, went back to bed! I got about an hour nap...not bad. We headed back to my parents so the kids could open some presents together. We got back home and got things ready for Scott's family to come over for dinner. It was nice to see Steve and Melissa and their kids. I got to play with their girls. Kennedi and Rilea sang songs while I played the piano....so much fun for me. We then included the boys and it was nice to hear them sing "We'll Bring The World His Truth"

Robbie and I had one of our usual photo shoots, and he had fun posing....

He is still my favorite sister in law...the funny thing is, my sister had me take pictures of her posing as well....

Robbie and Lana have a lot in common......very funny!

I definitely ate more than I needed to or should have. The only person that I think outdid me was KC......I think this kid has an eating disorder......he NEVER stopped!

I love this kid!

Jamers received the Aaronic Priesthood today, and I am very proud of him. Grandma bought him a nice white shirt since he will be passing the sacrament next week!

Hanna and me....she is a cute girl....I get to watch my sister go through the drama....it's fun!

My mom thought this shirt would hurt Curtis's feelings, but he thought it was funny....he looks exactly like the picture on this shirt when he poses.....and he eats ALL day long! See....

It was a nice Christmas. Since we have only spent 95% of this week with our families, we had everyone over for a post church lunch at our house to celebrate James's accomplishment.

Last night KC slept in his big boy bed for the first time. It wasn't too bad getting him to go to sleep in it....the usual in and out a few times, the problem started at midnight. He walked down into James's room. James brought him up to us. KC wasn't upset, he just wanted to play. Scott and I tried to deal with him in shifts. I layed in his bed for a while, but he just wanted to play with the mole on my face.....Scott took over about 2:30, and said he didn't fall back asleep until 5:00. At least KC was happy throughout the night. No crying or anything.....just wanting to play. So, after a week of nonstop activity, I could not handle an all nighter. After the lunch today, Scott and I were able to take a nap....after 3 hours I had to force myself out of bed. I use to be able to function on very little sleep...I think I am getting old!

My Baby Is Growing Up!!!

Today is James's 12th birthday. I know this isn't all about me, BUT, I always thought I would be much more mature when I had a son passing the sacrament. I am still really immature....oh well, maybe when he blesses it. I am a proud mother. James is growing up to be an impressive young man. Don't get me wrong, he can be a total snot, but putting the attitude and disrespectfulness aside, he is fantastic. He is a great helper, he is responsible, I think he's a babe, he has a good sense of humor, and I actually really like him. So, he is my oldest....I made a rookie mistake and had my first baby right around Christmas. I did learn from that, and have scattered the other birthdays throughout the year. I try to make James's birthday special for him. I try not to blend Christmas into his day. I was super lazy this year, so yesterday he asked if some friends could spend the night. I figured it would be fine.....I did absolutely nothing. They played basketball and video games. I went upstairs and was asleep by 11. As long as they didn't wake up KC I was ok. I am not even sure if they ate. I think they got soda, but I am not sure if they broke into the junk food. I at least gave them breakfast.....doughnuts, and Scott picked them up. So, I basically did nothing. James will be received the Aaronic Priesthood this Sunday. I am very excited for him. I grew up without the Priesthood in my home. How lucky am I now? Some short years from now, I will be surrounded by it.....I always prayed to have the Priesthood in my home, and I am beyond happy to have that prayer answered. James is very low maintenance. All he wanted today was pizza and a big cookie.....he is outside playing basketball with some brothers and neighbors, and he is totally content......boys are great! Poor James.....I drive him nuts. He really can't stand me! I always tell him....when I am dead and gone, you will think about me, and realize how funny and great I am----weird....I know!

We have been keeping busy with Christmas festivities. The kids are on Christmas break, and we really just plan on hanging out.....that is what they prefer to do. I have to write about our ward Christmas party. I still don't think it is very funny, but people keep telling me that years from now I will find this hilarious. Anyways, they asked the three oldest boys to play the wisemen. James got hit with strep throat, so we replaced him with Charlie. KC was asked to play a camel, so we had the 4 boys up on stage. Long story short, it was basically the nativity story transformed into the WWF. Wrestling, jumping, tackling, hopping, etc. It was out of control. I felt so bad for the people that wanted to enjoy the program....you know there are always some of those out there, but leave it to the Cuillard's....we sucked any reverence out of that program! KC started going under some of the props.....it was entertaining. I was hoping the Bishop would ask us to take some time off from church, but he thought it was fantastic. Oh well, I have a feeling the Cuillard boys will not be asked to participate any time soon.

These were taken during the program

Mormons Are Going Where?

The other day George came home from school and asked, "Are all Mormons going to hell?" We said no, and why are you asking? He said his friend from school told him that his dad said that. George doesn't beat around the bush, and he isn't shy to tell you how he feels. I don't think I could have responded any better than George did. I asked George what he said when his friend told him this, and George said, "I told him, well, tell your dad he is wrong." How great is that? George didn't get offended, he didn't quite understand why Scott and I were having discussions about it. Well, it turns out this is George's best buddy at school. George has been asking if his friend could come over and play. I totally bribed him (chores, good behavior) I told him if he was good his friend could come over. I talked to this boy's mother. We had never met before. This boy is her oldest and she had never let him go over to a friend's house without knowing the family first. I told her she was welcome to come over and spend as much time as she wanted, etc. I did fess up and tell her I didn't pretend we were a normal family....we are a little crazy, so on and so on. After thinking about it, I thought I should let her know we were Mormon. Since she wasn't super comfortable anyways, I thought it might be a deal breaker. So, I called her up and told her George came home and told us a not so favorable comment about Mormons that her son shared with him, and let her know we were in fact Mormon. I think she was so embarassed. When I was talking with her, I told her there are a lot of odd rumors about our faith, and if she had any questions, I would be more than happy to answer them for her. Now, my evil side thought this was hilarious. We are not normal people, so I forget that people that aren't exposed to our kind can be a little afraid, worried, or whatever. She apologized, didn't even ask me what her son said, which made me believe that she was fully aware of what he may have said. For those that are close to me, know that I can be a bit extreme. So, when she brought her son over, I made sure the house was super clean, made homemade cookies, asked if I could feed him dinner, had the Christmas lights on, etc. etc. I tried to make it so she couldn't dislike me, which normally I don't really care, but realized we could be her first impressions of Mormons.....what pressure! We'll see if he ever comes back. By the way, he was a super nice and polite kid, and is welcome back in our house anytime. I always wonder what I would have thought of Mormons if I hadn't been born into it, because even being born and raised in it, I think we are a little weird....in a good and different way.

Husband Stuff

1. Where did I meet my husband? Single's ward in Westlake....he was my home teacher.

2.How long did you date before getting married? We met in October '94....started dating in November '94....he moved to Utah January 1, 1995, we visited each other 3 times until he moved back the next month. He proposed February 17th, and we were married that June.....CRAZY!!!
3 How long have you been married? 13 1/2 years
4.What does he do that surprises you? He loves to scare me, which I hate....I scream EVERY time. It is always a pleasant surprise when he gives me massages
5.What is your favorite feature of his? I love that he is tall.
6.What is his best quality? He is genuinely nice......to everyone, and most of the time to me. He is also a good worker with great ethic.
7.Does he have a nickname for you? You can't get much shorter than "K"....but, he loves to scream it.....I don't know why, but he is always screaming "K" in a song like way, even when I am right next to him.
8.What is his favorite food? Ice Cream.......he is a meat and potatos kind of guy, but he says he likes my pasta....which is whole wheat pasta with Ragu...very fancy.
9.What is his favorite sport? He does not discriminate....he loves everything!
10. What is your favorite thing to do as a couple? We are good at doing projects around the house together.....especially painting. We never have time for it though. We love watching movies at home on the couch...total couch potatos.
11. When did you first kiss? November 5th '94
12.Do you have any children? 5 boys
13.Does he have any hidden talents? He hangs the straightest Christmas lights, and he is compulsively organized when he starts a project.
14.How old is he? 36
15.What is his favorite music? Glamour Rock.....LOVES Bon Jovi.....second favorite Heavy Metal.....classic rock
16.What do you admire about him? His giving nature
17.What is his favorite color? Blue and black
18.Will he read this? I think so, eventually
19.Who said "I love you" First? Him
20.Who do you tag? Whoever reads this

Birthday Experiment

So, incase you hadn't heard, my birthday was Saturday. I tried something new this year. Usually I don't really make it known that it is my birthday, and I don't usually get excited about it. This time around, I decided to shout it from the rooftops. I completely understand I am a dork, so you don't have to tell me. Scott has always hated that I don't get excited about birthdays, so I thought I would really get into it. Two of my oldest friends, one since 8 years old, and the other since high school took me to lunch on Thursday. We always have a good time, and they are really good friends. Friday I went to breakfast with my sister and parents. I then went Christmas shopping with my mom. I even announced my birthday in my Friday muscle conditioning class, and then made them workout to 50 cent's In Da Club...."Gonna Party Like It's Your Birthday". When I wanted them to squat deeper, I would say "For my birthday...PLEASE!" Saturday we had two football parties....not my favorite thing to do on my birthday, but Pam and Adam were at one of them. It's always fun to see them, and Adam sang to me, which would normally embarass me, but I decided to soak it up and really enjoy the attention. Saturday night we went out to my favorite Mexican and then took the oldest 3 boys to the local production of "It's A Wonderful Life....the Musical". Sunday Scott let me sleep in...we kind of ditched church, because none of the boys woke up (either did I) That afternoon the instructors had a Christmas get together...we exchange presents and eat til we are about to burst. It was a Christmas celebration, but I was pretending it was for me....just kidding, but it is always a good time. My friend, Kim's birthday was on the first, so I suggested we all get together for lunch for a combined birthday celebration. I have no problem throwing myself a birthday party. So, a bunch of us from the ward got together and had a fun lunch. All of them are so great, and I feel so lucky to get to be friends with these girls! Now, some might look at my overly advertised birthday as an attention getter....it is what it is, but I have to tell you that it was one of my most fun birthdays....well birthday weeks! I feel a little guilty about receiving such thoughtful gifts, but really appreciate everyone's kindness. I hate when I miss friends birthdays. I wish everyone would announce when their birthdays are so I don't feel so cruddy after they pass. So, it may seem a bit indulgent, but it depends how you look at it. Maybe a little needy as well, but it was sure fun. Thanks to everyone for making it a great birthday......now I guess I will have to settle for celebrating Christmas.....what a fun month! Ginger and I have been best friends since 4th grade. Jessica and I met in high school, were roommates in college, and she still is willing to hang out with me....that's a true friend....

My parents, sister, Lana, and KC.....birthday breakfast!

Forgot to mention that we had our gym Christmas party Friday night....Scott doesn't love going, but he is a good sport for my sake, and very handsome might I add!

My favorite little men.....best gifts I have ever received!

Carly, Joe and Heidi.....yeah for birthday lunches!

Lori, Pam, Kim and Jennifer.....Happy Birthday to Kim too.....see, it's not all about me

Not the best quality...wish it came out better. Such a fun birthday, I would highly recommend, like the song says...."You've had a birthday, shout hooray!" Much more fun that way!

Not Attractive

The last thing I would ever normally do is post a picture of my leg! My legs are probably the least favorite part of my body, but seemed to be the favorite part for that dog....here is a pic of the bite. It isn't too bad, but pretty impressive considering I was wearing jeans, and the long, sexy g's underneath!

Childhood Fears Reaffirmed

I could not believe what happened to me today! For those that don't know me very well, I don't love dogs. There are a few reasons for this.....I don't like dog poop, I don't like them jumping on me and licking me, they usually smell, and I am afraid of them. I was attacked by a dog when I was a little girl....no harm, just scared the crud out of me. A few years later we moved to a house where my best friend and I lived a couple of blocks away from each other. There was a park that was about halfway between our houses. We would always meet there, and the odds of a loose dog were pretty good, and we got chased quite a bit. I hate when people don't have their dogs on leashes, because I am afraid they will come after me or my kids. I am fine with all of you dog lovers. I wish I loved them....it would make things so much easier. We have a dog.....one that is very pretty, but if anyone were to steal him from our backyard I would be forever grateful. Anyways, today I was taking Charlie to preschool. It is right next to a park. There was a very handsome, fit, outdoor bootcamp instructor with his dog. KC was obsessed with this dog. The cute guy thought it was all very sweet, I told him KC was in love with his dog, he told me that KC was welcome to go see the dog. I smiled and said, "oh that is so nice, but thanks anyways." If you asked me, I was thinking he may have even thought maybe I was a little cute. That all changed in an instant! His bootcamp class of about 10 started warming up....Charlie's classroom door opened.....as soon as I told KC it was time to go, he darted right over to this dog. The dog was innocently leashed up to the side of the building right infront of hot guy's class. KC is as wide as he is tall, and very, very fast for a husky midget. I went after KC....he was right next to the dog. As I grabbed KC, the dog attacked me. Now, I am not blaming the dog, because it was pure instinct. Looking back, I should not have come up so quickly. That stinkin dog bit the back of my knee. It didn't gouge my skin, but did make me bleed and left a nasty mark. Worst part, he put a hole in my favorite, expensive jeans!!! OK, so the guy went bolistic on his dog, and apologized, but any chance of him thinking I was cute, I am positive turned into him thinking what a "lame, stupid Mom". Not only was I soooooo embarassed, but it HURT!!! I didn't check out the damage until I got in the car. I got bit, checked Charlie into class....I think I was a bit in shock, because I remember telling a friend of mine, "I just got bit by a dog" She was more in check with reality, and told me to go talk to the owner, but I wasn't even about to. I called Scott and told him, he wasn't exactly sympathetic, I think he laughed at me, but genuinely concerned. I was right by Kaiser, so I went in to ask our nurse what I should do. She started telling me how to patch my favorite jeans......since I am now terrified of dogs, I said "thanks, but what about the bite?" She gave me some iodine swabs, neosporin, and told me it should be fine, but if it got worse to come back. This was the one morning I set out to run errands (which I hate to do), and I wasn't about to stop because of a stupid dog bite! I went around town with my dog bite, bleeding, in pain. I know I am such a whimp, I took advil and if I had painkillers, I would take them! Oh well, worse things happen, and thank goodness KC did not get bit. I will take a picture of my wound, but I can't find the camera....as soon as I do, I will post it. Hope you are all having a better day than me.....really, it hasn't been a bad day, it's been pretty good, except for the dog attack!

I Am 16!!!!

Lately my days have consisted of rearranging each of the kids' rooms....laundry...trying to keep the house clean...sick kids....the gym.....etc, etc. Today was different....well, kind of. I still folded and put away the laundry, taught at the gym, drove kids around, but, I got to step out of reality for 2 hours and go to a movie in the middle of the day. I felt a bit like a teenager again, mainly because I had to get permission from my mom....she watched the kids for me. I went out with a group of girls from the ward. I don't get out much, and it was a lot of fun for me. I am thinking this needs to be a monthly thing....if not a movie, then lunch. It is nice to get out once in a while. So, thanks to all of my friends that ditched their daily responsibilities, and went out with me today. We saw the movie, "Twilight". Since I still think I am 16 years old, it was great. I wasn't too sure about the books when I heard they were about vampires, but got hooked on them like everyone else once I started. I also love Edward. I don't care what some people say, I love him as much in the movie as I do in the book. I also want to thank Jo for the text during the movie....even though you weren't able to go with us, we all got it. I forgot to turn off my phone, so everyone felt you there with us .....your friends and everyone else in the theater. Funny. We all need a couple of hours to escape once in a while. It was nice and needed. Thanks guys!

Is It Me, Or......?

I know you are thinking yes.....but, I think there is something wrong with me. Here is the deal.....I finally went and got my hair cut today. I use to do it about every 2 months, then it was every 3, and now it seems like every 6. My hair was the longest it has been in a long time.....hence the ponytails. Anyways, I have been going to the same hair dresser for years. I go to a guy named Guy. What I want to know is, does everybody talk to their hairdresser? It seems like the reputation of hair dresser is one of a confidant, someone that you confide details about yourself to. Not me, nope, we are silent. He will ask a couple of questions, that's about it. I think when I first started going to him, he mentioned that he is pretty quiet when he is styling, because it is like art to him. I know, I think that's funny too. I really never thought much of it, until today when I was sitting there and realized EVERYBODY in the salon was having conversation....except Guy and me! Then, I mention this to Scott and Scott says, "I couldn't get him to stop talking to me when I got my haircut by him". (Scott usually gets a "Supercut" but wanted to see what it was like to go to a salon and get your hair shampooed and your scalp massaged....he's such a diva!) So, these are my conclusions.....Guy must really not like me, or Guy must really like Scott.....haha! Anyways, do you think I am weird that I came home and had James take pictures of the back of my head, and then I took some so I could remember what it looks like right after it is done? I do this, because I can NEVER make it look the way he does.....I don't have the patience to dry, straighten, primp, etc. Oh well, here are some pics from my "photo shoot"













I am such a dork......I just noticed that I never untucked my collar from when they washed my hair. I walked around like that for a while.....I'm such a NERD!

A Week Too Early

There are some that claim that I like to be the center of attention....all the focus on me.....so not true, well most of the time....alright, in certain situations. One of these situations being: giving talks or lessons. It is kind of ironic that I absolutely LOVE teaching a fitness class, but there is a HUGE difference between doing push ups in front of people vs just talking, and in my case, crying infront of everyone. I do not claim to be a spiritual giant, and the first to admit that I make many, many mistakes, so why in the world would anyone consider me to speak at the adult session of stake conference? I really thought it was a joke when I got the phone call, but it really wasn't....how funny is that? Anyways, I have been ignoring the fact that it is this weekend. I was really ticked when I got hit with strep throat last weekend and not this one! So, I really want to throw up thinking about what is coming up this weekend, and can't wait until 8:00 Saturday night when it is over.

Something else that is really laughable to me is the topic of my next Relief Society lesson. Facing the aggressor with the Savior's love. We all know I am not a naturally nice person. I can be nice, but I have to work at it....especially when people are stupid! I know that is not nice, but as soon as I got this topic, people literally were knocking at my door with confrontation. I have a tendency to confront issues head on...ready to go, but I have learned that I need to control that, and try to be a lot more gentle......ahhhhh...easier said than done!

Anyways, I got hit with strept throat this last week. It knocked me down....I was in bed from Saturday afternoon until Tuesday morning. It was horrible. I am glad it was just a short illness, and glad that antibiotics fight it off. I recognized something as I was laying in my bed. I realized that each of my boys are really, really sweet. I have always known it, but it made me realize it and appreciate it. They are also very different in their ways of showing their concern. James would slightly open the door, and check on me. He wouldn't disturb me, but if I called him, he would come in and ask very sweetly if there was anything he could do. Curtis would walk right up to me, stand there with his big smile, ask how I was feeling, and offer me something. Charlie would jump right on me, give me a huge hug and say "I don't like it when you are sick....I want you to be better". KC would crawl up on me and pat my back and lay his head on my back. George would come in and kiss my cheek and tell me he loves me. The best though was when I woke up to find this on my dresser.....

What in the heck is that? Well, George is definitely the most unique of my children. He was so proud of this ensemble. He told me, "Instead of giving you flowers, I made you a swamp" He told me this with a huge smile on his face. This is for sure something only a mother could love, plus it doesn't die like flowers. So, this is something I get to treasure forever and ever : ))

Post - Halloween Depression

If you aren't aware......I love Halloween. I am actually sad it is over. The boys have so much fun....Charlie kept telling me how much fun he was having all day on Friday. He had every reason to feel that way. Halloween was non stop fun for him. Let me just preface this by saying I have been so annoyed that every year the elementary schools wouldn't even acknowledge Halloween. I was so jealous of my sister, because they have a complete Halloween carnival, with costumes, candy, games, etc. We have been to 3 elementary schools since we have been in Simi. This year, we started a new school, because they provide a program that Curtis qualified for, and I thought I would try to be a good Mom and give him every oppourtunity I possibly could. I am now 100% positive I made the correct choice in switching schools. Not for academic purposes, or extracurricular activities, but because they acknowledge the glorious celebrations of Halloween! They allow the kids to dress up, they have a costume parade with Halloween music, and a pumpkin carving contest, plus, we got to bring candy to the classroom! These are the things that make me happy! (The previous 2 schools banned candy from their campuses.....that is just so wrong!) So, this is how our sweet, beautiful Halloween day went......

I woke the boys up at 7:00....we rushed through our morning routines. James is now in middle school, and it was crazy hair day.....of course I took advantage of this and gelled up his hair and put different colors in it. Curtis and George got to dress up, and were encouraged to dress up as something they wanted to be when they got older....

Curtis was a football player

George was an FBI Agent

KC thought he was a 4th grader

After the elementary school celebration, I did Charlie's make up in the parking lot, and we headed over to the preschool festival. After preschool, we came home and he got to eat a lot of his candy. We picked the boys up from school, they hurried into their costumes, and we drove over to Aunt Lana's so these cousins could see each other in their costumes.

Let me tell you that I enjoy Halloween masks everyday of the year, except for Halloween. I feel like it is the lazy and easy way out. Despite my beliefs, James is almost 12, and I don't get much say in what he is going to dress up as.....therefore, he wore his "mask" costume.

KC was The Hulk

Charlie the Vampire

For some reason, Curtis despises the Giants, so he wanted to be a dead Giant's player.

George has had this costume planned since 2005. He is obsessed with Halloween!

Aren't they handsome?

Now, this is the part I could do without.......

Candy in the carpet, wrappers EVERYWHERE......it does drive me nuts. I am still coming down from my sugar high, and as I went to bed last night, I couldn't wait to get to the gym the next morning. Since I can't control my eating, I am hoping that working out kind of balances it out. But in order to balance out this Halloween, I would need to work out for the next week non-stop! Oh well, it was a fun day. I have been postponing putting away all of the Halloween decor....basically because I am lazy. So, tomorrow I will start packing it up while I continue to deal with my candy hangover.

Saturday was George's birthday. As you know from my previous post, the Halloween store in TO wasn't doing their 1/2 off sale til Sunday. So, we woke up and went to Target at 8 in the morning. Halloween people are crazy. There were people already there going through everything. It was pretty picked over, but George managed to find a couple of things. We also hit Home Goods, The Do It Center, and the Simi Halloween store....(which didn't have 1/2 off til Sunday as well) Anyways, George had a good time, and he is so simple. He loves everything he picked out, and really appreciates it. I am already a bit discouraged about next year, since Halloween is on a Saturday and the big sales will be on Sunday again! Oh well. We spent the rest of George's big day at Curtis and James's football games....which they both lost. We finished off the rainy, cold day at home with pizza and a scary movie. George and Charlie got freaked out, and ended up in bed with me that night. I hope George enjoyed his 7th birthday as much as I did!

Devastated!

I know people have real problems, but I am so bummed about George's birthday. He turns 7 on the 1st of November. Anyone that knows George, knows that he should have been born on Halloween, because he LOVES it. Every year on his birthday, he gets to miss school, and we go to a great Halloween store for their 50% off sale. It works out great, because I don't even have to do birthday shopping. He goes in a picks out whatever he wants, and I buy it for him....1/2 off! We usually go to McDonalds after and get him lunch. It is a dream come true for George, plus, I love it too. We had it all planned out this year. His birthday falls on a Saturday, so he wasn't going to miss school....but we were planning on getting there first thing. James and Curtis's games aren't until later that day, so it was perfect. I just got an email from the Halloween store announcing that their sale would be on the 2nd this year! I am so upset!!! The devil in me wants to still go, but I know it's not the right thing to do blah, blah blah! I also decided George wouldn't have a "friend" birthday party this year, because he has been a bit of a pistol lately. I figured the tradition would be just enough. Now what do I do??? I actually sent the store an email asking why it isn't on the first, and how disappointed my almost 7 year old was. This is something he....ok we, love to do, and I am so sad my Halloween decor will not be increasing this year. So, that is my sad story. Here are some pics of my Halloween boy....

I really do love this kid!