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!
My tender hearted kindergartner is making sure the backyard trees won’t be weighed down by too much snow.
I have to think at least a few passersby wondered why it looked like his campaign was so focused on chimneys and stoves.
When it's fall, you have to drop leaves on your own head.