Thursday, December 29, 2011

My Core Rocks

Emma just gave me this birthday poem. I haven't quite decoded it all, and I'm starting to worry a bit about her spelling, but still...it made me smile.

Mom,
Your so sweat [methinks she meant "sweet"]
Because you have so much needs!
Even though you have so much core,
You have a husben who is a little bit more.
Happy birthday Mom!
Hope you have a wonderful call!
Merre Christmas!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

A Girl Can Dream

Here is a photo of one of the girls' many awesome Christmas gifts. They are pretty excited about it, but I don't think their excitement even comes close to matching mine. It came about 30 years later than I wanted, but I finally got my dream dollhouse. I may even let Emma and Sophie play with it once in awhile. Maybe.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Nutcracker, Dueling Diva Style

Emma and Sophie present their version of The Nutcracker. Well, Emma tries...but Sophie keeps going rogue. "I've been performing here for seven years." Indeed you have, Emma Bloom. Indeed you have.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

First Snow of Season

There wasn't a lot to work with, but that didn't deter the girls one bit. 'Bout time, Snow!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Hank Kingsley and Message Decoding

My mother-in-law - a.k.a. "Grandma Kitty" - is in town from Florida, and the girls are deeply entrenched in their happy places for as long as she is here. Yesterday, the clan trekked downtown to the German Chriskindle Market while I stayed behind to work. Missing the kids seeing Santa = sad. This picture = happy.


Side Note: After some analysis, I think Santa is just pointing his index finger at the camera, which always makes me think of Hank saying "Hey, now" on The Larry Sanders Show...even though I don't think he necessarily points when he says it. (Btw, if that was what you were going for Santa, cease and desist immediately: You, my jolly friend, are no Hank Kingsley.) But when I first saw the picture, I thought he was flashing the peace sign or something. Frankly, the fingers still perplex me. I suspect he may be sending some type of secret message, and I will not rest until I successfully decode it.