But they really end up turning out like this.
I'm thinking I should just send these out as my Christmas cards anyways because I think they sum up our lives pretty well. 
My little man has learned how to talk. He's even doing it as I try to type this. I think it's absolutely adorable except when it's at 7am which is starting to be a habit. Thankfully he's not a cry er though. He kind of fusses when he's upset and he talks, loudly, when he's happy. And that's why we love him.
Ike loved Trick or Treating this year. At every house he said, 'Twick o Tweet" then he would say "thank you" and when he got back to me he would say "next house". That was his 3 repeated phrases all night. People let him choose which candy he wanted and I thought it was fun to see what he would pick since he really doesn't know what's what. Then when someone tried to hand him candy he just reached in the bowl anyways. He only got scared one time when an old man had a scary costume, but he didn't cry he just quickly turned around and left the doorstep without any candy. He ended up eating a little bag of peanut M&M's (nummy nums) and a little lollipop then all the candy disappeared, weird. It was a fun night.
He got to go with his cool cousins.
Pirate Jace Bug and Cowboy Ike
Little Ian cow.
