Hello Dear Cousin Dena, 

Hello Dear Cousin Dena, 


Aunty Sassy knew nephew #2 and 3 and niece #1 would love the clothes she picked out for them for Christmas!


Hey, what's this a nice big present Mommy sat me beside. I think I will claim it as my very own.



Nice try at distracting me Daddy, one hand on the big gift at all times!
Big gift forgotten.....Mom's here!
Hey another mouse, just like the ones Dady likes to play with in the garage!

Twinny and her boys (with Santa - Nana) The Sprout can't wait to get those cutie little outfits as hand - me - downs!
Then dove into a yummy brunch. Read the cards on each photo carefully, great job McDreamy, very creative.



Fresh cinnamon buns are a Sassy specialty!
Hot drinks were ready...
The table is set. I picked up a couple of yards of this flocked material and just serged around the edges. Black, silver, red and green worked well don't you think?
I begged The Chef to teach me how to make this impressive salad. I can't wait for another occasion to serve it, it was a big hit! Field greens wrapped in a very thinly sliced cucumber with balsamic vinaigrette dressing and cherry tomatoes. (*notice the chefs beautiful and NEW rose quartz toggle and necklace......yes, I had TWO little blue boxes under the tree this year! Sassy must have been a VERY good girl! xox, thanks McDreamy and Sprout!)
Chef Sassy Presents........
Broccoli.....hmmmm


Nope!
Blueberry Banana.....

I was positive I would never have kids, I liked them but could never see my self with a baby. I had many wonderful nieces and nephews to play with anyway. Then........I met McDreamy. I still have no idea how or when my mind changed but I thank my lucky stars each day! I love being Mom....
I am puked on everyday but it is OK.
I am peed on every other day but I don't mind.
I am up sometimes 4 times a night (teething!) but I still smile because I know he will have more teeth soon.
He creates a whirlwind of toys and dis-organization that rocks my obsessive world - but I now it makes him happy so it makes me happy.
He spits out food I spend hours shopping for and preparing but I happy because he has tried something new.
He is the most amazing thing in my life and I don't know how, but I love him even more after every puke, pee, cry, spit, and mess everyday. 
MY DEAR CHILD
You are the poem
I dreamed of writing
the masterpiece
I longed to paint.
You are the shining star
I reached for
In my
ever hopeful quest
for life fulfilled...
You are my child.
Now with all things
I am blessed.
- Author Unknown 