I know that this is not the first week of January, but because I do my posts on Sunday this is our first week. I considered doing a different theme for the blog this year, but tracking our life through pictures of our week is so much easier than what I was doing before. And I’ve gotten a better response from family and friends on the blog. So we are back to another 52 weeks. Here’s to a New Year of blogging!

There is nothing like homemade broth. 

This pictures was taken moments before I realized both boys had hidden a stash of candy in the living room. I wish I could say this was the first stash of candy I found that day but it was the third. Movie night was taken away which ensued in many tears. We now keep a small bag of Cherrios or raisins for our hungry early birds in their rooms (they were sneaking downstairs early in the morning to hide their candy).

My favorite find of the week, Maple Olive Oil Banana Bread. A dab of butter with a bit honey makes it the perfect breakfast.

We took down the tree. I know we could wrap the tree in a blanket or tarp to carry it out, but I oddly find cleaning up pine needles therapeutic.

We had donuts on Saturday. This is Silas’ I’m so excited look. 

Apple fritters on a gloomy morning.

It might have been 5 degrees outside but we had things to do and no one was on the road or in the stores. The boys got a haircut.

And a cleaning at the dentist. It was a productive morning. This was Silas’ first time in the chair. He did great because they turned on a T.V.

This day might of started with tornado watches and thunderstorms, but it ended in a beautiful sunset.

I burnt Brooks’ nose this week. I was showing him what tamales look like while they were steaming and unfortunately his face was right next to the pot when I lifted the lid. I felt horrible! It looks much better now.

And now here’s the boys singing their favorite. This time they have a stage.

And since its the first week of blogging I thought I would add what my goals are for the year. If I don’t make them public, I’m less motivated to work at them. I would like my bedroom to be a place of peace and rest and not chaos, toys, or dirty laundry. And I hope to put more thought and prayer into how I raise my little guys.

See you next week!