Blog-out

It's kind of like burn-out, only with a blog. But I found some new motivation, so away we go.

I haven't looked forward to a Christmas as much as I am right now since that year I knew I was getting the RC Hovercraft (6th grade - I pealed back the tape and took a peak, which, by the way, totally ruined that Christmas).

Isaac will be bombarded with Bob the tomato.
Lillian will probably sleep most of the day (in Grandma Jeane's arms this time :)) (no that wasn't a smiley face with a double chin, it was a smiley face and I still had to close the parentheses so it just looked like a double chin).

Isaac knows about a million words now. My favorite are please and thank you. Yep that's right, we've already got him using them . . . but not always at the right time. Today I was cutting his toe-nails and he randomly said "Thank you, Daddy" . . . eh . . .you take what you can get. And I know that what he was really saying was "I love you Daddy." (I'll pause for your "awwwwws" . . . done? Good.)

The only news I have about Lillian is that today we had to wash her car seat, twice. Poop. Thank you Pampers, I'll stick with White Cloud When I started buying diapers for Isaac I had a hard time remembering which generic brand to buy, White Cloud or Parents Choice-we had decided we liked White Cloud a bit more, although I can't remember why-anyway I eventually found a trick, every time I buy diapers I think about baby Jesus floating on a white cloud, and that does it for me: I thought this an appropriate side-note since it's Christmas