Thursday, December 11, 2008

Christophers Christmas

Well, we had a great time at the Christopher's Christmas play this year. Grandpa came along and made it extra special with hot chocolate and treats at the Notre Dame bookstore after the show. The girls got all decked out in their finest, fake hair and all. Aren't they stunning?

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Looooong post....

Ok, maybe this blogging thing is not for me. How do people keep on these things? I'll do my best to catch you up (whoever you are).

Let's see...I just returned from one of the most elegant baby showers I've ever attended. I thought they all involved chocolate-melted-in-diapers and taste-the-baby-food-and-guess-the-flavor games. Oh no...we had a sit down meal of lasagna and warm bread and wine...all served on lovely dishes. Real dishes. Breakable dishes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not above sticking my nose into a diaper to figure out what's in it, after all there's usually a prize, right? But this was such a nice evening. It was for "my dear friend Carrie". Yes, that is my official name for her. I love her. She's my trophy friend. She has two boys already but needed this shower because it's her first GIRL!!! YAY!!! Oh, the pink! It was fabulous. There was even a tiny little pink tutu. It was great! She has so many people that love her and this evening it was on full display!

Okay, what else. Well, my Mom and I did some Christmas shopping. That was fun. Shopping good. Hangin' with my mom...awesome! She is by far my favorite shopping buddy. I wish we could do it more often.

Ok, and now for a laugh. Last Sunday morning my husband went out to walk the dog before church, came home, grabbed the car keys and off we went. When we got to church Mark took off his coat and looked down and saw that he hadn't changed from his night shirt!!! That's right, Mark wore his jammies to church!! Hee hee hee...I love him so very much! His jammies!! Can you imagine?

Oh dear, and this...we pulled Grace out of preschool. Okay, this is a long story. To be honest I've never been into preschool. Never understood the point. But, we sent her. So, almost every morning that she was supposed to go she wouldn't want to. Well, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving I went into the class to work and it was very chaotic. Miss Kristi definitely has her hands full. Way too many kids, IMO. So, last Tuesday she again didn't want to go and I finally said "you know what Gracie, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go." Well, Mark and I talked about it that afternoon and decided we would just go ahead and pull her out. Why pay $125 per month if she doesn't even want to go? Later on that day her teacher called and asked if Gracie was feeling okay because she had missed school and I told her we were just going to stop sending her because blah blah blah. She was the bad way. I felt terrible. Then later the director calls CRYING!!! AGGGHHHH!!! My heart was broken. I can't believe what a putz I am, to blindside them the way I did. My timing was horrendous. And I know Miss Kristi blames herself. But in all honesty, she is one of the kindest and sweetest people I have met. I loved her. This just was a bad decision from the beginning. Oy.