This kid's got an eye for detail.
This is our twelfth year taking pictures of the Carlson Kids with their buddies Santa and Mr. T.
Gonna be quite a day here.
I am flabbergasted that today my oldest is TEN!
It’s my oldest kid’s last night as a 9 year old, and before bed he wanted to read his little bro a bedtime story. Aw.
“I counted to eleven,” says the five year old.
Seriously, look at that little guy!
This guy is six!
Me: “Our tradition is to make our own pizzas on New Year’s Eve and stay up to midnight if we want.” 9 year old: “And hopefully don’t barf.”
My tender hearted kindergartner is making sure the backyard trees won’t be weighed down by too much snow.