Dance Recital

Maggie's first dance recital! She did great! She stayed on stage, without Mommy, didn't cry, and didn't hurt herself. What more can you ask for? My next post will be alllll about the creepy mom that put eye-liner on her two-year-old before she sent her out on stage, look forward to it. In the meantime, watch my kid!

Merry Christmas!

Consider this your Christmas Card (stamps are expensive...and um, I'm lazy). Happy Holidays from our family with love!

Dear Santa

Last year my nephew really, really wanted a Batman castle for Christmas. I don't think anyone fully appreciated the extent of his desire though, because Christmas came and went with no Batman castle under the tree*. Santa had let him down, the letter he wrote, the lap time he logged, and no Batman castle. So this year he decided to hedge his bets. Here is the letter he wrote to Santa (that I spied on his coffee table yesterday afternoon).

Dear Santa,

This year I want to be surprised.

That's it. That's the letter. I suppose there is very little disappointment if you are non-specific in your request. I hope you don't mind me sharing this story Auntie Sarah, I was just sitting here thinking about it and giggling.

*he did eventually recieve the Batman castle, for his birthday.

On a Roll

We finally have a semi-mobile baby around here. Miss Rolly-Polly mastered rolling front to back and back to front about a week ago. She still hates being on her stomach though, so when she does roll over from her back she gets all pissed off and nearly suffocates herself in the carpet or mattress or whatever she's laying on. I've had to save her on a daily basis. Baby Hari Kari, fabulous.

'Tis the Season

So I was driving down Hwy 41 today, where the speed limit is 45 and everyone drives 60. I was in the right lane waiting to reach my exit and was crawling along behind someone in a crappy old Civic going 30 MPH. I was close to the exit so I couldn't really pass him, but I watched as everyone else did, including a semi-truck and a dump truck. When I reached my exit I was actually able to get ahead of him, and as I went up the ramp I just had to take a peak at who could possibly be driving like such a moron on a Monday morning. Imagine my surprise when I looked over and saw none other than SANTA CLAUS driving the crappy Civic! Seriously, the guy had to be at least 65 years old, had a long white beard and mustache, and was WEARING A RED SANTA HAT! I suppose if you drive like an idiot during the Holiday season it really is in your best interest to take advantage of very Santa-ish looks. Who can flip off Santa? Not me... not today.