Our Favorites

Today Lindy made a list of all our favorite things. She totally nailed it:

(I started to give Ian a hard time about having an airplane trump his wonderful wife, but he reminded me of my top pick...and I couldn't argue with him. I love to sleep.)

Dear Santa 2010

From Lindy:

From Ellie: (She wants a dollhouse, a dog (I think), a horse (good luck), and a Barbie.)

From Curtis: (Apparently he likes bananas, trains, toys, and spaceships. Then he asked me how to spell his name and wrote each letter all by himself!)

It's going to be an awesome Christmas!

Have Boots, Will Travel

This morning Curtis woke up, saw the snow (approx. 7 inches worth) and decided it would be a perfect time to try out his new boots.

He promptly escaped, pajamas and all, out the back door.

I am not only holding a camera...I am also trying to warn him.

Ahhh...too late. the two-foot terrace was abruptly discovered by a stunned little boy.

Now, why is it they never listen to me? I am usually right, you know.

I'm Fine

"I'm fine" is my son's newest phrase. He uses this whenever he wants to tell me to leave him alone (which is most of the time).

When I find him climbing up the bookcase, he's "fine".

When I catch him standing in the fridge, he's "fine".

When he's eating every last piece of gum out of my purse, he's "fine".

When I stumble upon him standing in the kitchen sink getting his legs wet, he's "fine".

You get the idea.

This morning we had a late start (when school is out we often do). I was a little late to start preparations for breakfast. When I asked everyone what they wanted to eat Curtis responded, "I'm fine."

In addition to "leave me alone" I think he was also trying to tell me that he had the breakfast thing all figured out.

7 Inches

It snowed approximately 7 inches this morning.

Trust us.