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Baby R just pulled a bag of cookies out of the trash and started nibbling away.
I wish I could say I didn’t think of doing it first.
Over here! Go see how cute Baby R looks in her new Lands End outfit!
I got this from Kelli at There is no place like home. The directions are to post the first sentence of your first blog post of each month.
~January~
Trying not to cry over spilled milk, or spilled urine as the case may be.

~February~
I have had some pretty interesting conversations with my kids recently.
~March~
I just got done watching Idol.
~April~
The most miserable month of the year is O-V-E-R!
~May~
Does anyone else feel like they are in a style rut?
~June~
There are basically two kinds of people in this world: those who insist
upon wearing shoes at all times, and those who kick off their shoes at
every opportunity.
~July~
Friday morning was our last day at the beach.
~August~
When I was pregnant with my first child, I was determined to “get it
right”.
~September~
I was visiting with a friend today, and she said, “So what drew you to this Weil book?”
~October~
35 years and 3 kids has not been kind to my midsection.
~November~
I think I finally know what I’m going to be when I grow up.
~December~
For unto us a child is born,
unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder:
and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The
everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. — Isaiah 9:6
Happy New Year from our home to yours!

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.
He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God — children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1:1-5, 10-14
So it’s about that time again. A lot of people say that taking down their Christmas decorations is depressing. But not for me. In fact, nothing is more depressing to me than seeing Christmas after New Years Day. It’s almost as bad as the Valentines display I saw in A.C. Moore the week before Christmas.
What was up with THAT!?
Any-Who. We have plans on New Years Day and on New Years Eve, so our decorations need to come down TODAY. And I can’t WAIT. I know, I’m certifiable.
But you see, it’s all about getting a fresh start to the New Year. In fact, today is going to be all about getting a fresh start.
First thing this morning, I’m going to kick off the New Year with a trip to the gym. I haven’t been in a week, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think I miss it. Is it possible that I’ve outgrown my allergy to exercise?
Or perhaps I’ve just finally found my niche. I’ve discovered I love working out surrounded by people who are doing the same thing I’m doing. This is as opposed to working out in my living room with the leg warmer clad Jane Fonda dictating to me from the TV and the dirty dishes calling my name from the nearby kitchen sink. And I wondered why I could never stay committed to an exercise regimen. Hmmm.
So for Christmas, my kids gave me earphones for Christmas. Now when I’m walking on the treadmill, I will be able to actually hear the TVs on the wall. Although I was getting pretty good at lip reading. Hey, it was either that or get seasick reading a magazine. But those days are history. Now I can tune into the TVs with the rest of the gym rats.
Then I will hurry home and get started taking down our trees. I always have these grand plans of organizing everything neatly and putting them all away in one place so that next year I can find everything easily. But somehow it never quite works out that way. I do believe Husband and I are organizationally challenged. We have good intentions, though.
What about you? When do you take down your decorations? Do you do it all at once, or do you spread it out over several days? (Or months?)
I was half asleep in the front seat of our family van, halfway home from Christmas With The Inlaws, when we got a call on our cell phone. I wiped the drool off my chin and picked up the phone with a groggy "hello".
It was my sister-in-law, informing us that amid the hubbub saying our goodbyes and gathering all of our loot presents, we managed to leave a cherished family member behind. It’s hard to imagine how one could forget an offspring, even though he was the adopted one.
Still. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me when she told me that I had left my dear camera on an end table in the family room.
I have been without my camera for over 24 hours now, and the withdrawal symptoms are getting intense. I’m shaky and grouchy, and I’m pretty sure I’m developing a tick.
But my knight in shining armor, a.k.a. Hubs, is coming to my rescue on his shiny black steed, a.k.a. the Dodge Ram. Today at lunchtime he is supposed to pick up my treasured possession, the sixth member of our family, Nicky Nikon. Once he is safely home in my arms, (the camera not my husband; get your mind out of the gutter) I will be able to breathe normally again.
And on that note, I’m off to deliver the Lands End diaper bags to the post office. If you were one of the lucky winners, you should be getting a belated Christmas present in the mail sometime next week!