Random

One of my New Years resolutions was to blog at least 4 times per week.  I think I'm going to break that resolution this week.  It's too bad, but that's the way it goes.  Sadness.

Here's a little recap of the past 3 days.  Perhaps this will help to make up for the lack of promised posts?:

Wednesday - I asked my husband to take the trash out at midnight so I wouldn't have to panic in the morning when I heard the trash truck in the neighborhood.  He didn't seem too happy about it.  It's a man's job though, right?  I'm anti-feminism.

Thursday - Brought some dinner over to my next door neighbor, whose been kind of sick.  My husband and Emily were gone, so I sneaked out while the other kids were cleaning up.  I didn't want to announce that I was going because I was certain there would be several cries of "I want to go!!!"  It was cold and I didn't feel like dealing with it.  I ended up talking to my neighbor longer than I expected, and when I returned home Bradley was crying because he couldn't find me.  He said he checked every room and shouted for me outside.  It made me feel good that he was crying.  I felt loved.

Friday - Um.  I have nothing.  Our babysitter cancelled because she's sick, and I'm in my pajamas because Rachel was sitting on my lap and forgot she didn't have on a diaper, and well you can guess the rest.  So it's Pajama Date Night.  For me at least.

And now since a blog post is only interesting as long as it has a picture, here is a random Christmas photo for the day.
(I'm going to randomly pick one without looking at its thumbnail. Drumroll please.)

Aw, it's a good one.  George got formula in his stocking.  Target brand.  The other kids predicted that he would.  They said, "The baby always gets formula in its stocking."  Santa delivered.  If you click on the photo, you can see George's M&M drool too.

I still need to document the rest of Christmas.  I just don't have the patience tonight.