Happy Christmas!

Oh my poor little pumpkin butt. I read her The Night Before Christmas, told her all about Santa Claus, and totally thought (being the bold child that she is), that she would sit on Santa's lap no problemo. Well apparently I was wrong. It doesn't matter who it is hiding under that suit, she's terrified of him/her. I guess we'll try again next year.





Although she hates Santa, she loved Christmas. She was ALL over the place at my aunt's house. Seriously, she sprinted back and forth from room to room to room for several hours. The energy that kid has is unreal. We went to my mom's Christmas Day where she received her most coveted gift...the Cozy Coupe.




You should have seen her throwing a fit yesterday morning. She was so angry she picked her Cozy Coupe up from behind and threw it on the ground like she was transforming into the Incredible Hulk. Her strength never ceases to amaze me.

She played a pretty fun game with Grandpa and a potato chip box...





We had a very busy but very fun Christmas. All of her grandparents/great-grandparents spoiled the crap out of her. She got a ton of gifts. I think one of my favorites is the Aquadoodle. She can scribble all over the place with water pens. I busted her sucking the water out of one of the pens this afternoon, so I guess she won't be ready for markers any time soon.

I also got to see my great friend Beth over break. Me, her and Cassie had dinner and spent some QT together. It was just like the good 'ol days when we were roomies. Well, almost...only one of us was having drinks this time.

Oh, I also wanted to thank the City of Minneapolis for doing a terrible job plowing the street in front of our house. They left some gigantic snow boulders behind, right in my parking spot. Damn you.

It's gonna be a white Xmas.

You've gotta be kidding me right. Could a 20 month old really do this much damage? She was silently and stealthily scribbling ALL over everything in her room when I thought she was napping. She didn't make a peep. She got into the closet, found her crayons, and colored every surface in her room that she could reach. The worst part is, that she did it again the next day. You fool me once....

What a smart, artsy little turd. I wasn't even mad when I finally heard the sounds of crayons scraping the wall that separate the living room from her room. In fact, I knew just what I was about to walk in on.







It snowed like like crazy this weekend. Crazy. The plows got called off, busses stopped running, cabs weren't picking people up. But I went to work. It was kinda worth it. The roads were only plowed so one lane was open, downtown had massive snow drifts up and down the streets...



The snow was so high it was blocking this entire restaurants front.

The house project is moving a long nicely...besides the fact that our dumpster is now filled with several feet of snow. Tyler and his dad insulated upstairs all weekend.



Last week when it snowed, Ami and I played outside. She got sick of me pulling her in the sled, and wanted to pull it herself.
She's so bossy.




This weekend I was able to put lights on the tree and decorate, cleaned like crazy, did a bunch of laundry, worked Fri and Sat nights, got some groceries, and even did a little sewing.


Now I want to lay down and watch TV. And eat a Swiss Cake Roll. Damn you Target with your temptations.

Yay for babies!

Well, Abby finally had her baby, but not on a Monday, it was in the middle of the night on a Friday. I was way off. I was, however, right that I was having a niece. Adaline Grace. She's real cute. See...




We have been over there playing and admiring Ada the last several days. When we were there yesterday and Sam and Amelie were giving each other rides in Sammy's wagon.




Sam has this Mr. Potato Head toy, it's a giant-ass clear plastic potato container that holds about one thousand potato head parts. Anyways, Ami was playing with Mr. Potato's glasses and reading a book.


We did a lot of celebrating for Thanksgiving with 3 days of meals. I ate a lot of pumpkin pie and we had TONS of leftovers. I made Tyler take the rest of them to work this week because they started to make me feel queasy every time I opened the fridge. And why would delicious Thanksgiving leftovers make me sick you wonder....?

This is why! Please pay no attention to the terrible countertop in the bathroom.


We are really really excited, and since Amelie is currently obsessed with babies and looking at photos of babies, I think she's excited too. We are due at the end of July. I'm really looking forward to getting back in maternity clothes with stretchy waistbands. No, really.

Sooooo, hopefully we will get the upstairs remodel finished ASAP. We've got the bathroom and closet framed in, and the plumbing and electrical is almost finished. I was going to take some photos to show, but it was too dark up there.

Well, I sent Tyler to get some fried chicken, so now I need to prepare for the feast. Hooray for pregnant eating.