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2010 December

Left for Santa

December 25, 2010

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Home made cookies, carrot nubs, and gluten-free beer.

Also a letter requesting that Santa take a photo of himself with my iphone.

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Tracking Santa

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Twenty-fourth

December 24, 2010

You know how people say that if they had their life to live over they would do certain things differently?

If I could have a do-over there is just one thing I would change. I would be one of those non wrapping presents people.

Because wrapping presents? Not my strong point.

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Twenty-third

December 23, 2010

stockings

Stockings are hung and waiting.
I wonder what Santa is going to fill them with.

No, really. I wonder.

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Twenty-first

December 21, 2010

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The magical mailbox that takes letters directly to Santa.

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Twentieth

December 20, 2010

fireplace

My boys with their friends. Drinking hot cocoa in front of the fireplace. Relaxing.
Because that’s what you do during the holidays, even if it is close to 70 degrees outside.

(I just downloaded the Instagram App and I am abusing the shit out of it. Kind of like I did to the Hipstamatic App a few months back.)

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Nineteenth

December 19, 2010

bookcases

I decided to take all the books out of the bookcases in the “library” and reorganize them by color. I think calling this room a library makes it seem more special than calling it the front room of the house that is empty except for bookcases and a few stray toys, a couple of mismatched discarded socks, and musical instruments.

I have discovered a few things:

1) I need to buy books based on color
2) From here on out I need to refrain from buying books with white spines
3) This process takes a long time, way longer than I thought, therefore…
4) The week before Christmas is not the best time to undertake this project
5) IKEA bookcases are not actually designed to hold heavy books

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Eighteenth

December 18, 2010

tonsils

My oldest son had his tonsils removed Friday.
Merry Christmas, son, have some pureed food!
He is doing remarkably well and wanted to know why he couldn’t go to the gym and lift weights or eat sloppy joes for dinner. Uh, because your throat looks like it was scooped out with a melon baller? Is that a good enough reason?

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Seventeenth

December 17, 2010

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The painted handprint/foorprint shirt that Miles made with his kindergarten class.

I asked him to stand still so I could take a photo of the shirt and he ran over and posed in front of the fireplace. Couldn’t stop laughing at his poses.

Look, I’m in a magazine!

And by magazine he means one of those flyers that come in the mail for places like JC Penney or Sears. And his post looks just like what you find in there, which made it all the more funny.

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Sixteenth

Miles is writing a card to his teacher. This is a thank you card for the amazing presents she gave him for both his birthday and Christmas. (as I told HeatherB, you know you live in TX when a teacher gives your child a gun toy as a present. Nerf gun, but still. In CT it would have been a politically correct baby doll so he could get in touch with his loving side, by tearing the doll’s head off and riding over it with his bike)

Miles loves his teacher.

Today I bought all the teacher gifts. I love that they all have wishlists and tell a little about themselves on their websites. Because I suspect they get way, way too many bubble baths and candles.

They all said the loved to read so it was giftcards to Barnes & Noble all around.

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