Sleeping Bag

For Christmas I made Maya's dolls a sleeping bag and pillow. Funny thing is I made it slightly too big so now Maya thinks it is for her.
FYI- I think that paper is on it's third useage. I do not buy paper.

Triplets

Maya loving the triplets my aunt Betsy gave her for Christmas. It is lucky they never cry at the same time cause you only have two mommies.

Action Shot

Our Cats like to sit on Maya's chair, Mango just happen to be jumping off when I took a picture of Maya enjoying Luke's Cinnamon Toast crunch.

Close UP

Hmmmm I do not think the Mary kay is working..my fine lines are multiplying.

Yum Yum

For this Christmas I received THREE cookbooks....

• The original Moosewood. I also have a low fat one. Great veggie food.
• Everyday Food . A Martha publication. Every recipe is simple, simple ingredient, photos for every recipe. Sure to become a family favorite. Also arranged by season. Love that.
• Better Home and Gardens New Cookbook. I'm sure it full of classics, but it enclosed in plastic and I have a gift recipe sooo I might exchange it for Deceptively Delious. I already do her methods anyways but the book is just so darn cute...and spiral bound. Lothatve .

Fashion

Two Points

• The problem with noticing what is in style that when I note my own clothing choices I see how truly far from being in style I am.
• Or perhaps I am clueless about fashion as i am looking at the latest Sears catalogue and am liking most everything. I do not remember the catalogue being so up to date and cool.

I need help.

This proves it ....I am incredibility fertile. Despite nursing around the clock at least every three hours I have regained fertility. Guess it is that irish DNA.

Definitely time for one of us to be incapable of reproducing.

I love my brother

It's a Concert

Definitly Blue Eyes

We Win

Both children in bed and sleeping by 9pm- VICTORY

Cookies

Just wondering if the only Christmas desert people eat are cookies cause that is what everybody is busy baking.

Indian

Where has Indian food been all my life???

Christmas Baby

We might just be the worst parents EVER.

Thank you for the Christmas Dress Kathie

Cards

I have sent out, or will hand out about 37 cards this year. I expect to get back 10.
It is sad to know that I love more then I am loved back.

If you do not celebrate Christmas ( Kathie) I expect a decorative notecard please.

Christmas Meltdown

I need at least 12 hours soon with no one demanding attention from me, no one making more messes, no little body wanting to be held and I really need to clean to the house, do laundry, do dishes before I can do anything. Then..... oh the list is endless.

Kettles

Today I did a few hours manning the Salvation Army kettle at Zellars.
Good fun. I got to stand and cuddle a sleeping Ever. Have people admire my baby, admire my dedication to stand there with a baby, say Merry Christmas to everybody, and people watch. It is amazing how many people you know come by if you stand still in one spot for two hours.

In case you are interested I think the kettle got $50 over two hours. Good stuff. Praise God.

I call this Ever's organic farmer outfit.

Santa Expereince??

Here is Maya being consoled with ice cream after she wasn't able to see Santa at Sherway Gardens.
While we were in Toronto this week we thought it would be fun to walk around a mall for a bit and Maya see Santa. Frankly I do not know what is wrong with us. First both of us looked like a walking rag related to Ever's spit up and a very dirty car. Second, it is just a bunch of stuff that is way too expensive. Thirdly, the afternoon was soured by the Santa experience. Instead of having children line to sit on santa's knee children go in groups and sing and play games with him instead. Problem is that it is all pre scdulaed, and of course it costs money. The money goes to a good cause, but I think it is a stupid charity. Sleeping children around the world. Sheway gardens wouldn't want to remind people that around the world child children are hungry. The patons of the Santa experience can feel good for themselves knowing some sad little malnourished child has a warm bed to sleep in, in Africa.