Happy New Year!

I'm going to take these last few hours of 2007 to take the opportunity to wish you and yours a Happy and Prosperous New Year.

I found a great article from Rabbi Jacob Pressman and although I've sent it to many a good friend in the recent past... I feel compelled to share an excerpt of it with you.

A Prayer for the New Year

On the eve of the New Year there are many yearnings in our hearts for which there are no specific prayers in the prayer book. These are my wishes for you, and for me.
In the year which now begins, may your hair, your teeth, your face-lift, your pecs, and your stocks not fall; and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol, your white blood count and your mortgage interest not rise.

May you have good friends, including a doctor who keeps you out of the hospital, a lawyer who keeps you out of court, and an accountant who keeps you out of jail.

May your visits to the cemetery be few and to the wedding chapel be many; and may you find a way to travel from anywhere to anywhere in rush hour in less than an hour, and when you get there may you find a parking space.

May your home be safe from tigers, termites, tides, temblors, and tax collectors. And may inflation not diminish your income, nor expand your waistline.

May you actually win the ten million dollars the contest envelopes say your have already won, and may you give ten percent to the temple.

May you receive a letter from a long-lost friend and a kiss from a long indifferent spouse or offspring; and may you discover a big check you mislaid or forgot to deposit, and a big bill you thought you owed and forgot you paid.

May you be awe-struck by God's sense of humor as you wrestle with the possibility that a professional wrestler could become president of the United States.

May those in the judiciary take a vow of charity, those in the legislatures take a vow of poverty, and those in the executive branch take a vow of chastity.

May we discover civilized life on Mars, and may we also discover civilized life on Earth.

May Friday evening December 31 find you seated around the table, together with beloved family and cherished friends, ushering in the Sabbath day. You will find the food better, the environment quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much more fulfilling than any carousing you might ordinarily do that night.

May you wake up on January 1st, finding that the world has not come to an end, the lights work, the water faucets flow, the sky has not fallen, and the irritating voice on the telephone is still saying, "We're sorry, your call can not be completed as dialed. Please check the number and dial again."

May you fill your lungs with clean, sweet air, free of pollution, auto exhaust, and cigarette smoke, and perfumed by fragrant flower blossoms and may you feast your eyes on green forest slopes, the blue of a clear ocean day, the rainbow of color in a cloud-flecked sunset sky, or the beatific smile of someone you have just embraced.

May you discover that what really matters in this life is not the years but the days, not machines but people, not lust but love, not money... well, let me put it this way, not greed but gratitude that you have enough for your needs to give you contentment, and enough for the needs of others to make you benevolent.

May the Messiah come this year, and if he does not may you live as if he is already here, and be kind and loving to one another and good to yourselves, and maybe next year he or she will come, and all my wishes for you will be fulfilled.

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Is that not just beautiful? I thought so too.

As I sit in my warm living room, contemplating retreating to my cold bedroom (did I mention the HEATER DIED in there? Yeah, thank God for electric blankets since it's supposed to get down to 28 degrees) to watch (sleep through) some drab, boring movie Hollywood producers couldn't wait to put out. There's no originality there anymore -- nothing in the recent past has even piqued my interest -- other than The Golden Compass (I think that's the name... I'm going to see that!) Maybe I'll catch up on my Oprah -- I've got 3 Tivo'd there. :)

When you look back on the year youre leaving behind and look forward to the year ahead, it's always with a sense of nostalgia for the days past and a sense of adventure to the days ahead. Remember your failures and set-backs so that you don't repeat them. Remember to forgive your enemies because harboring ill-will and discontent only makes your heart grow colder. Remember to hug your kids and tell them you love them every time you can, every day. Remember that no one is perfect, not even you. Look to the days ahead knowing that it's a new year and a clean slate...

I'm looking forward to many new things this year... a vacation back to God's country (Colorado), my son turning 9 (NINE?! Geez I'm old), several domestic projects I'm wanting to accomplish, my youngest son turning 4 (FOUR... where HAS the time gone?) I'll have a few more months with my MOPS group which I won't be able to rejoin in the fall due to preschool conflicts. I have made a great new friend named Wanda that I can't wait to get to know better -- she's totally cool! I have one of my Scouts back in the Den for the 2nd half of the year. We've got lots of memories to make, lots of photos to take, lots of experiences to have, lots of birthdays, events, celebrations and lots of chances to make right on the opportunities I've been given.

I thank God for this year, 2007, and for the many lessons I've learned. I've learned to forgive, to love deeper, to love myself, to appreciate my blessings, to let it go and give it to God. I've learned to lean on Him for my strength and to be grateful and thankful for all the gifts He has given me. I have a safe, warm (well, most of the time) home, loving family, beautiful children, adorable dogs, a scrapbook room to call my very own, my health, my looks (ha ha ha! ok.. just checking to see if you were reading but I **DID** get carded tonight at Albertson's buying some wine), my freedom...

I'm blessed to be represented by the best infantry in the country, the United States servicemen and women that are out there now fighting to protect me and my children.

I'm blessed to live in a great school district and have the means to afford my children many opportunities to explore new experiences in life...

I have a fantastic Den of young men that I get to meet with every week and help teach them about being a Cub Scout!

AND, I started off my day right (cleaning/organizing) so that I could start my YEAR off right -- with a CLEAN SCRAPBOOK ROOM!

Anyways... this year, I vow to post at least one new "thing" per week -- it's going to be altered projects, sketch challenges, cards, pages, you name it but we're back in action this year creatively!

***Resolutions***

Honestly, I tend to NOT make resolutions because you're just setting yourself up for failure.

How about this doozie from Mark Twain: New Year's Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.

:)

BUT, I have checked out the top 10 resolutions that people tend to make and I'm sure they're easy to guess

**lose weight
**exercise
**stop drinking/smoking
**get out of debt
**save money
**spend more time w/family and friends
**get organized

yadda yadda yadda....

I don't care to lose weight but I want to be fit... if it means I maintain this weight but gain a little muscle, so be it. I just want to incorporate more veggies into our diets. I think that's just the place to start. I've alrady been working on menus. :)

I don't really have any bad habits (other than going over the text message limits on my phone) but I alleviated that problem so I should be good because the only other "addiction" I have is scrapbooking and... hey... well, everyone's gotta have a vice right? ha!

I don't need to get organized because if you know me, you know I am so anally (that doesn't look like it's spelled right) organized it's almost borderline OCD..

I would like to not set a scrapbooking goal for myself but I'd LIKE to complete at least 2 two-page layouts per week. IT's not a "resolution" or goal that I'm setting for myself but it's more of an idea I'd like to keep in the back of my mind because my REAL resolution is to put "ME" first since I tend to put myself at the bottom of my totem pole. So making time for what's important to ME is something that I feel is a priority enough TO make a resolution about.

That's about it.... I will look for my happy every day and continue to be mindful and thankful for what I have.

So, Happy New Year everyone! I'm going to go sit beneath a warm electric blanket and try to be enthused about some movie. :) TTFN!

Happy Birthday to ME!

Yep... yours truly hit the big 3-5 today. Josh was SUCH a hoot.

"Mom, what exciting things are you goign to do on your birthday?" I grab a tissue and blew my nose because I'm still deathly sick.

"Well, you've got your Christmas party at school, I have to pick up a cake from the store for the Pack meeting tonight and then we have the Pack meeting."

"That doesn't sound like fun at all."

"Yeah, well, when you get old, you don't live your days for you anymore, it's all about your kids."

"Then I don't want any kids."

HA HA HA! I was so proud of my little narcissistic 8 year old. :)

On a happy note though, while I was at my Pack meeting, my friend Trinity came by and brought me some of Calloway's PUMPKIN BUTTER! MMMMMMMMM... I know what's going to be on MY biscuits in the morning and it ain't strawberry preserves. :) Thanks Trin!

A sighting of Rudolph

... oh wait... that's ME! Yes, I'm freakin SICK AGAIN! I haven't been this sick since I was a kid. Four major sicknesses in 2007. Good riddance to you man.

Woke up at about 2am on Friday FREEZING to death. Had a 103 fever... I have a horrible cough and think I could start my own snowball factory with as many kleenex as I've gone through... my nose looks like Rudolph. It's so sore.

I literally DO need the nighttime, coughing, sneezing, aching, fever... blah blah blah whatever it was so you can sleep medicine. Unfortunatley, for me stuff like that works for like 2 hours REALLY good and then I'm WIDE awake. Drives me nutso!

I avoided MOPS today because I didn't think anyone wanted to witness (by sight OR sound) me with a continual Kleenex nose blowing episode. Missed them. :( I did go up to the school to help my Wolves conduct the flag take down ceremony. It was great - they did a good job. Everyone wants the job to do something and it's greatness to see them all so eager to help. I wish we had more flags so I could give them a lot more to do! :) But, it's an achievement earned and we'll do it again soon so that the others can get a chance to participate. I sure miss our little Alex since he quit coming.

On another note....tomorrow is my birthday... I hit the big 3-5. Yuck. I think I'm going to go out to Irving and help my mom with the Blue Christmas toy drive if the "gem" that was supposed to have the list compiled for her has it completed. She had 20 or so volunteers ready to gather toys and meals for families but this wonderful woman dropped the ball. Oh ... Lord help them! They're going to be running late now!

Tomorrow is also our Cub Scout Pack meeting... our toy drive... it'll be fun! :)

A Visit With Mr. C

I took the boys this afternoon to see the Big Guy. The Head Honcho. The Big Cheese. Mr. C. Kris Kringle. The Man in Red... The one, the only, Santa Claus. He was at Bass Pro don't ya know?! Josh had seen him this weekend with his buddy Austin and said that it was the REAL Santa so how can I NOT take him back there to where the REAL Santa was to have his picture taken. If I tried to take him somewhere else with another Santa that looked similar, would he not be curious which one WAS the real deal? I didn't want to confuse him so... I got the boys dressed in the most "holiday-ish" outfits they own that weren't overly dressy -- not "into the whole dressy thing this year" and off we went.



:) NO LINE, NO CROWD... did you hear me people? Mid-December... a visit with Santa... and NO LINE! I would have paid TRIPLE the price for the pictures. This year wasn't like last - Drew was quite excited to see Santa and ask for a race car that goes like this (and he waves his right arm all around). Once on his lap I think he got a little stage fright but once Santa gave him a candy cane, all was good. He smiled at him, didn't look fearful in his photo and when he was finishing up and sliding off his lap, it was just like on A Christmas Story -- when the kid forgot to ask for what he really wanted and climbed back up the slide -- Drew turned around and goes "I want a race car" and quickly walked down the stairs. It was so funny. But it was SO exactly like that movie...









I thought this photo of Drew was hilarious -- looks like... um, did you say naughty, no. IT wasn't me... wasn't me... I didn't do it.


And this is the look that he gives you when he wants something "pwetty pweeze whip soogar an spwinkles on top"



And this is Drew wondering... hmmmm... Santa, how exactly DO YOU define good


Josh has decided he's going to use peppermints in place of his missing teeth.



After we were done visiting with the man in red, we checked out the fish tanks.


They had a pretty cool set-up. Reindeer - alive, no... so I can't decide if I think it's neat or pretty morbid that they have him sitting there with all these dead stuffed deer.



The boys seemed to like it though.


This is my favorite shot of the day.


And this is how to tell your kid is done taking pictures.


Watch out -- a toddler's behidn the wheel!


Mr. Snaggletooth is ready for the chicks.

Christmas Carols for the Disturbed

I loved this -- just realized that I never published it - had it saved in "draft" form. So it's publication date is a little late, the laughs, however, will be abundant. :) I'm still dating it December 15th... because that was the INTENTIONAL date of publication.

CHRISTMAS CAROLS FOR THE DISTURBED

1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear?

2. Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Kings Disoriented Are

3. Dementia--- I Think I'll be Home for Christmas

4. Narcissistic --- Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me

5. Manic --- Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and.....

6. Paranoid --- Santa Claus is Coming to Town to Get Me

7. Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire

8. Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll Tell You Why

9. Attention Deficit Disorder --- Silent night, Holy oooh look at the Froggy - can I have a chocolate, why is France so far away?

10. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder -- - Jingle Bells,! Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jing le Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle,Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,

All Aboarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd!

I woke up this morning feeling pretty much like death warmed over... Drew was an ANGEL and I literally didn't get out of bed until about 11 a.m. or so. I felt so guilty for keeping Drew contained that I just got dressed, took him to Target to get pajamas (he didn't want any of my cute ones ... he wanted Bat Man, Spiderman, Power Rangers, Superman... so he got no jammies, oh well). I got Josh some cute ones that were "wintery". He liked and appreciated them. :) I don't know many 8 year olds that are all into the whole superhero thing so I was safe.

And face it, you can't ride the Polar Express WITHOUT wearing a pair of pajamas and a fuzzy robe to stay warm! :) It's just gotta be done. I got the boys doubled up for warmth... got them both a robe for a "coat" and off we were..... camera.... tickets. :) Polar Express here we come.



We got there and the parking lot was EMPTY? I was like... yikes. was it canceled? Naah... Laura, Jeff and Gabe showed up. :) Was cute... you wait in this little tent with folding chairs, some girl comes in and does a little show singing some familiar christmas songs.





then they asked all the kids to go up front and sing a song, Josh and drew went hand in hand...and for some reason josh got pushed away or something for one that's a little younger...and was cross-armed and pouting off to the side. Drew, however, was in the middle of the action. Over enunciating his words - it was hilarious... doubtful it's on tape but heck... we'll see.

;)

after that we boarded the train and the conductor came through and punched holes in the tickets for us.... (nothing fancy like the movie).... josh was kind of disappointed at that.. he wanted his to say something like they did in the movie.

So... get on the train...get seated.... get some photos.... get moving... get it going... we're there.









It was fun. It was an experience... it was raining... and cold...and wet.... but all in all ... was a great memory. :)

The Tooth Fairy's entrance...

Monday, my little snaggle tooth (a.k.a. "Josh") lost yet another tooth. OK, he didn't "LOSE" it, he yanked it out, leaving a bloody tissue on my bathroom vanity but that's another story in itself... and the day he chose to yank his pearly white out was a particularly bad day for me. You see, I had spent the better part of two hours making a 53 page book online. I was sorting through a year's worth of photos - carefully selecting just the right ones, cropping them, enhancing them, making them fantabulous... I clicked "save photobook"... and the computer froze. I lost the entire book -- THANKS SNAPFISH for your great "save" feature... IT SUCKS!

Yes, I dropped a few choice words (not within earshot of little ones) but if you were in eavesdropping on my brainwaves, the "f" bomb would have been stuck on eternal repeat. I was devestated. Two hours of my life I just can't get back and it's gone with nothing to show for it but a headache froms taring at the computer monitor that long.

So... toss it up to "get over it"... and I make dinner. Josh yanks his tooth. We eat. Boys to bed. Back to work I go... I did it in less time the second time around because I basically knew what I wanted and just needed to go for it. And "git 'er dun!" AND I DID! And in record time, I must admit. However, in delighting in this success, I just went to bed.... and I totally FORGOT about the tooth! Yes, the tooth fairy failed.

Josh came downstairs Tuesday morning and said, "mom, the tooth fairy forgot again" (yes, notice he said "again" Ok,I'll admit it, I like my sleep -- waiting to insure that a kid is sound asleep so that you can take teeth to leave money isn't high on my priority list but... so... UGH... yes, I had forgotten ONE other time... yee gads, the pressure of being a parent!)

I tried to reassuringly say, "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I forgot you'd lost your tooth and I'd set the alarm last night. She probably didn't come because I had the alarm set on the house. Remind me not to set it tonight so that she can come."

So... Tuesday night comes and I DONT forget (I think I deserve a cookie or something) I creep into his room... I sprinkle my fairy dust (i have some irridescent confetti that I leave for tooth fairy dust on his pillow or near wherever he has his tooth pillow that he made), take the tooth, deposit the cash and head for the door.

Wednesday morning, he's in a great mood becaues she came -- he tries to tell me that "she came, but I didn't check the pillow yet"... yeah right! Whatever kid, that's like trying to say that you just walked passed the Christmas tree without noticing the goods Santa left... in your dreams!

So fast forward to tonight... I am in Josh's room giving him a goodnight hug and he...totally out of the blue says, "Mom, I know how the tooth fairy gets in"

Kind of taken by surprise, I just smile and say, "oh really... where"

"the toilet" he gushes...

I immediately start to laugh uncontrollably... he smirks and says, "sometimes you can be so mean" (meaning that he doesn't like that I'm laughing at what he said. He was dead serious. Unfortunatley, it's one of those moments that I simply cannot control it no matter how hard I try. I simply can't quit laughing because that is just the most insane things I'd heard -- ever!

Trying to regain my composure... he smirks kind of realizing how ridiculous that was (I'm HOPING) and I just say, "why in the world would you think that"

He replies, "because I got up to go to the bathroom, and there is fairy dust all over the toilet seat."

"mmmmm-hmmmmm" I say. "Don't you think perhaps that's there because you mayhave gotten up to use the restroom after she came and you just had some on you that then fell to the toilet bowl?"

"Oh no, I didn't go... so that's how she got in."

"Josh, do you realize what goes DOWN that toilet? Do you really want someone coming up out of it... and leaving you something they brought with them?"

freakin... ewwwww..

I don't think he had thought of that. :)

Nickels and Dimes

Do you ever feel like the good tidings and cheer literally get sucked out of your ho ho ho holiday spirit by being nickeled and dimed to death? I'm involved in a few groups... church, 2 MOPS groups, playgroup, a mom's league, scouts, preschool, elementary school, children, family, santa... so lets break it down...

1. church -- of course you should give with a grateful and thankful heart to your church and your God. This one goes without thinking. The church, of course, has their outreach ministries that provide for the less fortunate during this time of year.

2. MOPS group #1 - Christmas party with gift exchange ($10-15) and food... doing a food drive for a food pantry... gift collection for a mom that has experienced a really hard year

3. MOPS group #2 - Christmas party with gift exchange - and our group was to provide the beverages for the next meeting

4. playgroup - Christmas party with nice gift exchange ($10-15 for gift) plus $10-15 for catering fee

5. Mom's League - Christmas party with the kids... fundraiser angel tree for needy children (last time I received an angel from this tree -- it was for an older child who asked for a Nintendo Gameboy DS, a computer and ... I forget the brand label of coat but it was well, over $100 for just the coat... the gameboy DS was $150 and a computer..?? I mean.. get outta town kid!)

6. You've got your christmas cards and depending on where you get those they're anywhere from 90 cents to $2 each plus 41 cents postage per card

7. You get a Christmas card with your paper and a preprinted return envelope from the carrier ... ??? didn't you ELECT to deliver papers?

8. Preschool - Christmas party for kids with gift exchange, provide some food, gifts for both his teachers

9. Elementary school - Christmas party for class, gift for teacher, the school is organizing some kind of teacher holiday lunch and they're wanting 21 people to bake 4 dozen cookies each so the teachers can have a cookie exchange to take home with them... I won't even bake that much for MY family... and asking for some people to buy cactus for the centerpieces (no idea what that's about) and something else... oh, they need volunteers to man the room for 2 hours or so so that the teachers can go attend the lunch... the school is also having a toy drive for the community storehouse and some kind of other financial donation-driven drive

10. Scouts - they're having a toy drive

11. Santa - yes, we have to provide those few gifts from the guy in red which puts an added burden on the Christmas budget

12. Family - you want to provide a little something to family (grandparents and children that are in immediate family) to let them know you're thinking of them...

13. Add on top of that all the requests for financial donations at this time of year that ocme in the mail... it just get completely overwhelming...

Please tell me I'm not the only one that has the guilt of wanting to help people but... since I let the "guilt" get to me... I jsut said no to a lot of the extra-cir. things this year... no christmas parties with gift exchanges that are for "MY" benefit. Does anyone else jsut feel like you get continually nickeled and dimed to death?

The Quest for the Perfect Christmas Picture Pose

If you know me, you know, I'm beyond anal retentive about certain things. I'm just completely bizarre about others but one thing I AM completely about is for my photos for my christmas card pictures -- they just HAVE to be cute. So I got this GREAT idea in my head that I was going to put the boys in the bath tub, fill it with bubbles, let them don a Santa's cap, grab handfulls of bubbles to make beards they'd lean in with these engaging, innocent smiles and BAM -- I'd have THE perfect shot which would, in turn, make THE perfect Christmas card. Did it happen? Oh heck no, are you kidding me?! :)

However, I did still get some cute shots... you'll just have to figure out which ones are the ones on your card! :)

Has THIS ever happened to you?

$hit happens -- they say that for a reason... because, frankly, it does. I just don't expect it on my floor. Yeah, that's right, you heard me... let me start at the beginning...

I was sitting down to enjoy a HOT dinner... a nice, juicy steak that's been cooked to perfection, some yummy seasoned brown rice hot steamed broccoli with ooey gooey cheese, crunchy hot toasty garlic cheese bread...

when you get that "something's missing" feeling. I holler for Drew and you hear this faint, muffled noise... something so undiscernable that you just have to go check it out as you don't even know where it's coming from so... away from the table I flew like a flash (ha ha... ok, I won't set this to rhyme... as it'd totally ruin the real story for the rest of you)

So I walk in the bathroom... not the one in the hall next to the family room closest to where I am... but no, the one that's through my darkened bedroom, in my even darker bathroom and there he is in the potty chair. :) Great right? No. I'm thinking... hurry up and poop so I can wipe your "bo hiney" and I can move past this moment and actually enjoy my meal.

Drew, are you done?

No, not yet.

Ok.

.... chitter chatter.... chitter chatter.... blah blah blah

are you done yet?

No, not yet.

Okay...

then he stands up and proceeds to walk to the toilet like a penguin because his pants are still pulled down to the bottom of his legs... and then it hits me like a ton of lead.

Drew... were you on the little potty (I've been encouraging him to use the "big" potty instead of the potty chair because they're just so gross to have to clean out)

uh-huh

when you're ON the little potty, don't you need to make sure that THIS is IN IT? (see me, mom, holding up the TOILET BOWL thing? And I hold it up... I then look down at the floor in my bathroom... pull up the toilet "chair" and yes, there in my floor is my son's bowel movement, pee... all ready for me to now clean up....

freakin GROSS.

I, of course, have to take off his pants because pee, unlike solid, doesn't STAY where you put it so his socks are now saturated... and there's a visible little snail trail across the floor because his 100% cotton socks absorb it like sponges... so strip him from the waist down to say "Mommy is NOT happy about this. The little potty chair is NOW going bye bye... you WILL use the big potty from now on."

his reaction -- cover his eyes. Apparently if he can't see me, it makes the action nullified and therefore, he's no longer in trouble.

Sigh...

so yes... I was spraying Clorox bleach cleaner on my floor and cleaning up ... good grief how DOES that child hold that much? That was unbelievable.

As a scrapper, I thought, you know, I SHOULD have taken a picture just to HAUNT him about this when he's old but ... freakin ewww... even I have my limits on that!

(after washing my hands... dinner was still warm) :)

Slacker with pictures

12/8: I just added pics to 11/11/07 :) I actually think the pics are better than the story... so check 'em out! :)


12/5: OK...so I JUST added 3 pictures for 10/31/07 (you'll have to go back to the archives to see) but I'll keep THIS post current ... and just tell you... hey, you want to see the kids from Halloween -- go read up in October! :) I'll be adding more soon!

T/C

Holiday Happiness

I love children's Christmas programs. I think it's so sad that because of all the political B.S. (is there ANY other way to put it) how the 3% of the population that don't believe get their way... and now public schools have no Christmas anything anymore... UGH.... ok, sorry, I digress. The public education system is a complete joke and worthy of a blog of its very own... so let's go to a new paragraph.

You hear these beautiful, innocent, angelic voices raised in worship to this magnificent King of Kings born in the most humble of locations... Christmas programs, of any sort, just move my heart... move my very soul. When you think of what a magical night it is that we celebrate -- but I can't even imagine what kind of night it was for Mary -- giving birth to a baby ... in the cold stable. Ugh. The songs, being sung by voices that have yet to be tarnished by the P.C. world, just moves me to tears... because it's that innocenct belief that we should be so lucky to possess.

Anyway... so I was at Drew's school for his school's Holiday Share Time. :) (Christmas program). As the auditorium filled with the clases one by one, parents filled the aisles snapping tons of pictures... :) Drew wouldn't be left out of that group... I love the candid shot of he and Austin -- they would turn into the stars of the show. The first class of 3 year olds went up to sing (they really should have had huge microphones hanging over the little choir area so that you could actually HEAR the children sing without straining your ears like you're trying to hear some little no-see-um do a thirty-minute monologue). It was so adorable and it left me wanting to hear my little man up there singing his heart out. So, after the first class was up and down, it was time for Drew's class. They rose from their pew and started approaching the front of the sanctuary risers. He stepped up on the first step. He stepped up on the second riser.

Um excuse me... does anyone notice my son -- the little Mr. Drew... is heading to the top riser? There has to be some mistake... excuse me, anyone with a brain? What is Drew doing on the TOP RISER? This has E.R. visit written all over it...and surely if he's going down, he'll be taking someone with him.

....They sang "God is So Good", Jolly Old St. Nicholas and Jingle Bells. OK... well, his CLASS was SUPPOSED to sing those.... I think, collectively, he may have sung one song. He and his buddy Austin were haming it up on the top tier of the risers. It was quite the show... Drew wasn't engaging in the songs, but he was paying attention until his little partner in crime (Austin -- his best friend in class) would poke him and motion like - "look at me"... Drew would look away and he'd get more poke, poke, poke, prod... I was wondering when Drew was going to deck him and I am SO thankful that he didn't. After their 3rd song, Drew finally did some major arm action and you hear this wave of laughter roll through the audience. :) Yes, I was so proud... that I got it on video to hold over him later in life! :) One of these days I WILL find out how to get that up on here. :)

Once their class was finished with their third song, they sat down and then wait for one other class to sing and then all 3 classes came up to sing one last song together. They were smart here, Drew was at the BOTTOM on the left (yes, that's him with the shoes so white they look perhaps liek they're radioactive or something). Just to answer your question, no, they don't come with a battery. :) See..someone heard me... I used the Jedi Mommy Mind Trick. :)

Then that's when the true wait had begun - the had to wait for 3 more classes to do their songs and their collective song before the whole shin dig was over. And boy did Drew get bored... the pew he was originally seated in was teacher - child - child - drew - child - child ... then it was teacher - drew - child - child ... then it was drew - teacher - child - child .... LOL and when he got bored, yes... he got bored. Bored like watching paint dry or trying to read a foreign language dictionary bored....you can barely make out his little arm hanging over the pew and his little head laying on his arm for support. I just thought this picture is so typical of kids in church...

If you don't like the weather in Texas, wait 10 minutes

Okay, so ten minutes is a tad excessive but seriously, the weather here is just NUTS. Yesterday, today... it was HOT and HUMID and YUCK... pushing 80 in DECEMBER?! IT's hard to get in the ho ho ho spirit when you're wearing SHORTS and flip flops!

Then Drew goes down for his nap and WHOOSH this wind comes in and BAM... the wind chill is at 48 degrees.

Don't get me wrong, this girl LOVES the cold and all things chilly but it'd be nice to get more than 3 hours to climatize.

OH well, beggers can't be choosers huh? gonna go throw on some flannel jammies and open the window in the bedroom... and turn on the electric blanket. Ha!

Dallas Christmas Children's Parade

Up early, eat breakfast, get dressed, coats or no coats, the chance of rain is in the air, who cares, we're going.. got the camera? check... got the stroller? Ooops... nope... do now. Check. Got snacks. Check. Got drinks. Check. Binkie. Check... OK.. now where the HECK are we going! Ha! :) ok

We head to downtown Dallas for the famed Adolphus Children's Christmas Parade. Note to self, next year, get a reserved seat in the bleachers. Ok. Done deal. :)

We find a corner that's not too terribly crowded and a curb we could stand on to have a 12" advantage over those in front of us.

I lent Josh the camera for many of the floats... so the photo quality, or lack of photos, for that matter, does not lie in myhands (thank God... been taking really crappy pictures lately for some reason) :)

Drew was fine...shoulders, stroller, stand, shoulders, stroller, stand... same thing with Josh... whew...talk about a heavy load for the day. :) It was worth it though, they loved it. :)





I thought this was the grinch at first -- um... no stupid old lady, it's the Hulk... oops,sorry kid, let me get my bifocals on.






This is by far, my favorite shot