We weighed Tate on the scale at the post office today, and by our estimations - despite his best squirming - he weighs about 10 pounds, 2 ounces. I don't know where that puts him on the growth charts, but like I tell everyone else, we're pretty sure he won't end up a runt.
Since we were all dressed up in our Sunday best, we thought maybe we should take a picture in front of the tree. Merry Christmas, wherever you are! Unless you're a stranger who happened to come across this blog, you're probably a friend or family member, so we miss you.
Tate is starting to smile more now and is a very alert baby. The thing that really sets him off is when his mom gives him "zerbits" on his little cheeks. 
Tate Garrett officially became a Christian on December 9, 2007. Special thanks to sponsors Aaron and Abby for braving an icestorm to be there.
Here we are in front of our Christmas tree shortly before we cut it down and strapped it on the roof of the Escape to give it a new home in our living room. The Christmas tree place must have been disappointed to see the nicest tree on their farm go.
