Christmas is coming

Annie is a ridiculous pain in the ass.

In our matching Christmas jammies we got from Jan.

Curls!

The big girls decorated Grandpa and Joanne's tree.

And made pizza.

Maggie's started making grids like this for her art. I think when this started she said this was a hotel and these were all the different rooms. Anyway, I love it. I love her art.

Maggie needed a new bike. After I was a complete asshole making her ride the broken one. Again. Gran and Nana bought her a new bike and at the store they said, just take the wheels off for a few days and let her walk it, then put them back on and she'll be able to ride. I thought no way, I've been trying to teach her forever. But! It worked. She rode like a pro the second we put the wheels back on. I've never seen anything like it in my life.

Tis the season to be sick.

Letter to Santa.

So, Ruby got a hold of a sharpie. She couldn't have had it for more than five minutes. In that time, she covered herself,

the TV, and windows in marker. Ruby!

Who can say? Weirdo.

Oh great, more marker.

Look how proud she is.

We went to see Santa. She's still a little suspect of him.

Greenlea had a rough winter. Poor old girl.