I am 9 years old!

As you can count 9 candles...BECAUSE......
according to Stone 33 is TOO MANY!

We went for wings! And WOW that Mango one.....HOT. I did not enjoy about 3 minutes of my birthday there! Hot, hot, hot burning my lips sensation.....was not on my birthday list!
The second beer (YIKES) helped! And on that second beer note....

SANTA was next. (again and bigger....YIKES)

The Santa trip went well. Lucy was scared, but was able to get close to "Daddy Santa and Mommy Santa" (Mrs. Claus was there too).
Stone jumped right up there.
He had rehearsed the whole conversation.
Santa says...."What do you want for Christmas, Little Boy?"....
He responds...."A present of Jimmy Neutron game".
It went just that way too!

Lucy told Santa......"A BALL". Yup, that is it "A BALL".

Dante was too old he said to tell Santa what he wants. He just keeps telling me the LONG list!

This year, Mrs. Claus and Santa did well to grant wishes.


It was child enrichment night at Stone's school. We spent an hour playing with great homemade playdoh that smelled super, making beaded candy canes, creating reindeer out of bread, peanut butter, pretzles, and a red candy, and a whole lot of other things!

Stone enjoyed throwing a hola hoop around a plastic Santa, too!

We came home and ate cake....A cake made by Dante with egg cracking help from Lucy. And it was the best cake! He was so proud, as he should be.

So now, do I go and eat cake for breakfast? Or be good and stick to a healthy eating after a day of BAD, BAD, BAD?