Dad, Gerrit, Greg, and Owen playing Rock Band. Owen was an essential part of the band.
Christmas morning! It's finally here!
Christmas morning! It's finally here!

I hope the start of your holiday season has been lovely and that the "uglies" stay away from the festivities!
After this, we went to a lovely restaurant. We played board games with Adam and Maria. They left and I got sick. Bummer. Thankfully, I had all of Sunday to recover.
I was a little worried about how Carey might react to my costume, but she screamed and laughed when she saw me. She was a good sport (and was also pretty weirded out by how much I looked like her). And I finally won the contest! I beat Chuck Norris! Who else can say that?



The trip was altogether too much fun. We laughed too much, ate too much, shopped too much, and hot-tubbed just enough.
Thank you, Tara, for being a wonderful hostess.




School started last month. I changed elementary schools, but I'm still an EBD para. I've already gotten sick once. Kids are so germy! I had a fever for 4 days! Gerrit was having a boys weekend with his dad. I was supposed to go to a baby shower and to his hometown, but instead I was dying alone on the living room couch. I had to recruit my friend, Jess, to take me to Urgent Care. They took blood to determine that I did NOT have H1N1...or anything else they could do anything for.

There were dresses lining the walls, some dating back to the 1800s. It was amazing (and I sang the word 'amazing' just now).

This hair clip is everything Jess has ever dreamed of. For a mere $150, it could have been hers. I don't know why she didn't buy it.
