Christmas

Christmas Eve brought us a visit from Santa Clause and his friend Laura. Thanks Laura. :) We snuck a present out to him before he rang the doorbell, so he came in, got settled, then pulled out a present for each kid from his big Santa sack. It was the first time I really saw that look in Sophia's eyes... it was all so real. Why wouldn't it be? Oh I love this mommy thing. I feel like I have the front-row seat all day, every day to the most amazing moments of the most amazing show.

Mila, however, still won't touch the large, bearded man with a ten-footer. So Ross acted as a barrier so we could get a photo. Ahhh... Christmas morning. It was crazy and chaotic and still filled with it's share of fighting (of course my girls wanted the squeeze-the-legs-to-make-the-things-twirl-buzz-lightyear like Kai and Beau. Should have consulted.) But it was still so perfect and I'm pretty sure this is the beginning of many a magical Christmas for my kids. "Vicarious" has a whole new meaning in my life...

Me, I got my watch! I think Ross got 2 pictures of me Christmas morning and I wanted to cry when I saw them. So just trust me when I say I was there. Full of breakfast casserole and banana bread, and there. A little too there.

And on that note... New Year's Resolutions coming up! I might have to blog them this year to add SOME level of commitment. I think last year they were in my blackberry somewhere. Stay tuned. For real--- you'll feel good about yourself when you see how many I have and how I've probably had them (as in I haven't fully accomplished them) for the last 7 years. I mean really, what's the point anymore. But it's January and you got to go with the motivation while you've got it.

Happy New Year.