The kids had a big Christmas Eve at Grammy Joyce and Grandpa Mike’s house.

This morning, they woke up to their own kitchen. They love all of the doors and pots and pans and noise, “Oh the NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE!” We all had a blast this morning.

I do not beleve you have realized love’s full potential until you are able to love your own child.

I am thankful for Abigail and Porter and for Shannon, who has done such an amazing job raising them. Shannon has a great post about the kids on her blog:

Abbey, you are our little half-pint. You are smaller than your brother but only by about 4 pounds. You are dainty and have the softest touch.

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Abigail and Porter in their backyard

I’m not one for long stories. Check out Shannon’s blog for more on the kids. I think surviving the past two years actually calls for a drink, so I’ll share the recipe of our favorite cocktail with you. A toast to our hilarious kids and their loving, beautiful mother. My wife calls these “Depressings,” because it is very sad when you get to the bottom of the glass.

Caprioska:

1. Fill old fashioned glass to brim with ice cubes.
2. Add 1.5 to 2 shots of vodka.
3. Pour contents into shaker.
4. Add about two tea spoons of sugar.
5. Cut one whole lime into 8ths and squeeze them into the shaker.
6. Drop the lime rinds into the shaker.
7. Shake contents until the ice is muddled and the shaker is freezing to the touch.
8. Pour all contents back into the old fashioned glass.
9. Top the drink off with a splash of sprite. (DON’T STIR)
10. Sip with a straw.

Porter and Abbey will have to settle for a limeaid.