We picked out our tree in less than 10 minutes this year.
The first one we opened, was perfect.
It was full, without holes.
It was the perfect height.
It was really heavy and fresh.
So while Micah got that tree paid for, and loaded up, we played around with some photo ops.
And then we drove home….
only to find out that we had picked out the worst tree on the planet.
The so-called perfect tree, had a trunk that went right up the side of it…making one side’s branches a foot long, and the other side’s branches about three feet long.
Our tree had to be tied to a post just to get the stinking thing to stand up straight.
Well, I wish us better luck next year.
When we go to the mall, my kids like the playground first.
Second place goes to Pottery Barn, where they literally think they have free reign to play as if they were at home.
Tied for third place is definitely the Lego store and Disney Store.
And coming up in the rear, my guess is that they would choose See’s candy, or anywhere they can play their favorite mall game — “Spies”.
(Spies is where they hide in every rounder, behind every mannequin, or under every table while spying on me. But when I call them, they don’t come. So my heart panics like crazy until each of them is rounded up.)
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The most hated stores — Zara and Baby Gap.
Today was pajama day at school….and Dr. Hada’s office.
Everything was peaceful, and went smoothly.
Navy needs the standard sealants.
Dash has great looking teeth.
Scout only has two cavities!!!
(That is a downgrade from past visits — and they are both old cavities that may not have been treated very well. I was a little surprised, since we have been taking him down to Santa Ana’s finest dentist sweatshop.)
And Pippi found a sweet grandma in the waiting room that liked to read every book Pippi brought her.
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Like I said….everything went great!
Until…I got a quiet wave over from the hygienist.
This group Email I sent to my family tells it all!
HAH!
All of my kids just look like they are dying for a bite to eat!
(Except Pippi….who actually does look like she may be malnourished.)
I’m hoping she didn’t feel obligated to call CPS.
Read them and weep folks!
Just back-to-back perfect spelling tests!
And check out that penmanship that has improved about 600% since last year!
Seth’s kids left after Thanksgiving, and I am pretty sure that Dash picked up “Piece of junk” from them. But to be honest, it may have been from Scout — who probably got it from Seth’s kids the last time they were here. That being said, Dash has thought it was funny and appropriate to call me a “piece of junk” lately.
Well, many trips to time-out, and a few flicks have reminded him that he is way off.
So I commended him this morning, as he looked at me and through gritted teeth, he said, “You piece of not junk”!
I know it seems twisted, but he got a “good job” from me.
Hey…a baby step in the right direction is still a step in the right direction!
Wherever Pippi and I happen to be shopping, she “Uh Uh Uhs” until I grab her the fuzzy thing she is eyeing.
And when I get it for her, she cuddles it until she sees another fuzzy thing, and “Uh Uh Uhs” all over again.
I think it goes back to the love she has for her green fuzzy NightNight.
And these all serve as temporary replacement, until she can be reunited with her favorite fuzzy of all.
When I got a call from Micah that Scout forgot his shoes for school, I asked him what extra pairs he might have in the car. Good thing he had an extra pair of tennis shoes. I told Scout to enjoy a day with clown shoes on!
And then I Emailed Scout’s teachers:
There was no response from them — so I didn’t do anything, but let him learn a lesson about being careless in the morning.
When I picked him up, I thought he would have told me embarrassing stories. But no — all I got was how cool everyone thought it was.
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Too bad I got a text from Ally Shupe who was touring the school that day, saying: “I am looking at your boy in class right now!” I quickly responded with, “Don’t look at his fett. And if you do, I’ll explain later.”
Nothing beats a family bed!
Except maybe… a family bed at Grandmas!
Although this is a terrible photo, I love these two sisters. Navy is soooo sweet to Pippi. And Pippi adores Navy. Here, Navy was trying to introduce Pippi to the art of making paper airplanes. Pippi watched on, while she had her arm around Navy’s waist the whole time. And check out that hair style! Pippi let Navy do her hair — and kept that loose pony in all afternoon, just because Navy did it!
This photo is poor in quality, but rich in mutual adoration.
I’ve never met a child that loves stuffed animals like Pippi.
She has about 6 in her bed at any given time, and often, she has one in her arms.
So when my mom came home from a lunch at the Montage, she brought Pippi a treat.
We were all oohing and aahing over the cutest and softest doggy she was getting.
She looked at it, mumbled something, and then ran off.
I’m not sure if that mumble was, “I love it, and will be back for it later.”
Or, “Feel free to take this back, because I prefer kitties.”
Based on the fact that she never returned for her new dog….my guess is the latter.
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