Carson

I love this picture. 4 generations. Carson, me, my mom and my grandma. (my dad's mom) ** And just as a little interesting side note... my grandma was 36 when I was born. That is my age now! Like me having a grandchild in the next few months! What?!!

Carson and his great-grandma ReVoe. So darling!
Carson's first visit with Santa, aka... uncle Jimbo. Even better then Carson in this picture is how much my brother Jim cracked us all up that year playing Santa! It was hilarious and I will never forget it!
Carson's first Christmas. Grandpa musted have pinched him or something because I have never seen him cry this much! :)

On our way to church!
This is when the cheeks started to manifest themselves! You just want to gobble them up!

Yep... this is when the fuzziness started to manifest itself. Pretty soon his hair would be sticking straight up with no way to manage it! Like Robert once said, "his hair matches his personality!"
I HATED that he couldn't nurse and had to bottle feed. But at least it made a cute picture!
This is when Carson's personality started to develop. While at the grocery store he was holding the bag of lettuce and he would NOT let it go. He screamed when the lady had to scan it and then I quickly gave it back to him. Then he screamed when I had to put him in his carseat and I quickly gave it back to him... then he fell asleep with it on the way home. It is hard to see but he still has a firm hold of it!