the drummer boy - cutest version

Number 4 was singing along to "The Little Drummer Boy" the other day and y'know the part where it goes, "par um pum pum pum"?

He thought it was, "rub a dub dub".

zzzzzzzzz

Recently, King, Number 1, and I went to Orlando for a regional Irish dance competition. After a long day of travel, we went to eat dinner in the hotel's restaurant. When we returned to our room, the housekeeping staff had gone in, turned down the bed, left chocolates on our pillows, and turned on the grooviest feature of the alarm clock: crickets chirping. I thought it was cool so I left it on. As it turns out, it is the most relaxing sound in the world to sleep to. I don't know if it taps into a prehistoric disposition to sleeping outdoors or just what. But, I'll tell ya, it's better than popping a Tylenol PM! (Not that I do that, mind you. Not very often anyway.)

Even better is that when we get home, I checked and King has that same exact feature on his alarm clock. We've been sleepin' like cavemen, baby!

nothing like waiting til the last possible minute

This simply is not like me. I usually take the Christmas card picture during Thanksgiving weekend and get it printed up and sent out the week after. I just took the picture Friday! Got the pictures back and spent this afternoon addressing/stamping them. King just ran them to the Post Office so that maybe they will get to where they are going by Christmas Eve... but, I am betting that most of them won't be in time. Good thing there are 12 days of Christmas, huh?

Also, this year I sent out a Christmas letter. I know, I know. There is nothing more obnoxious than reading about someone else's kids and how wonderful they are, right? Yeah, I know. Now people can take a turn and read about my wonderful children. Turnabout is fair play and all.

hey, y'all

IT'S CHRISTMAS BREAK!!!!!!!

whooooooo hoooooo

shhhhh... don't tell

Guess what my girls and I will be playing this Christmas break?

a recommendation

RUN, don't walk and get the Celtic Woman Christmas Celebration CD. It is a goosebump producer.
Also, I think that my third born will replace the girl who runs around on the stage playing her fiddle one day.

from out of the ashes

On Thanksgiving (to break up a fight actually) I had the three oldest kids sit down and write thirty things for which they are thankful.
I typed them and printed them and cut them into strips. Each child has his/her own font. Then I made them into a paper chain and put them on our tree. It only goes halfway down, but I think each year I will get them to add more to it so that eventually it will cover the whole tree.
Very cool.