Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

So I’m driving the kid home from the babysitter today – I drive about 20 minutes to pick him up and another 45 or so from there to get home.  He always sleeps on this 45 minute drive, both to and from, and it totally jacks up his very preciously guarded routine of naps, but…

Jack Jack Jack! Christmas with you was just wonderful. You magicked up the whole experience for us. I’ll never forget dad and I holding you in a group hug, rocking back and forth in the darkened room, singing you to sleep with Silent Night. You are not the cuddliest – you are too much of…

1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?Motherhood and all its appurtenances.  Next year for this answer I can say that I used the word appurtenance in a sentence, though whether I used it in a correct grammatical construct I can’t tell you. 2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and…

Nobody told Jack that last night was New Year’s Eve, so he got up on time today (on time = 6:30 am) and thus am I spending the first day of 2009 grumpy as hell.  I wish I could resolve to get more sleep in 2009, but this appears to be out of my hands….

In diapers, that is.  We are here, holidaying at Patrick’s family’s place, with babies and dogs and loved ones all ’round.  The tree is full of pressies, the belly is full of ice cream/chocolate/fried chicken (ahhhh, sweet December), and I am maxin’ and relaxin’.  I hope you are, too!   See you on the flip side.