Mr. B is pleased to own 3 new turtlenecks ('cuz he went to the store with me this morning to pick up the pirate gift and the rest of grandma's gift).
Mr. G is mad that he couldn't take a bath this morning and threw a naked tantrum. (which brought back a vague flashback from my college years...)
And we got a surprise snow!
So I walked around outside at sunrise.
Everything looked soft and white.Before I begin the Packing of the Minivan in Preparation for the Christmas Journey to Iowa, I think there is sledding in my future. And cross-country skiing tonight.
For this year's pirate gift with my Iowa in-laws? A Wisconsin Badger sweatshirt and matching baseball cap. Because nothing says "Go Hawkeyes!" quite like a bright red, white and red sweatshirt with the word "Wisconsin" emblazoned across the chest. On the card I'll write, "When you're ready to cheer for a winning team." I saved the receipt just in case I get stuck with it, then I can get the sweatshirt in a smaller size. heh heh heh.
And last night after we picked up Trouble, Mr. B asked,
"Mom? When is your tummy going to get big again with a baby sister in it for me?"
The one wish that will NEVER be granted thanks to the Power of Vasectomy.