Mr. Man and I enjoyed a shared work at home day, which is rare for us. He and I held hands and stared adoringly at each other while we worked. Maybe that's an exaggeration, but we did chat and enjoy our time together. Even better, we got the Christmas List hammered out and gifts ordered! PS His new look, makes him look like a zombie.
While not super festive, it was fun and a change from my normal routine. The good folks at GoGoSqueez, my very favorite snack food, sent over a researcher to document the "A Day in the Life of a GoGoSqueez Mom". I love their product, and I've declared my love previously. I'm so tired of feeling like I'm losing the "good food" battle, and GoGoSqueez is my secret weapon in making sure my kids are eating well.
Charlie (Mr. Research Man) got a peek in Chalet Life, and spent ample time in my filthy mom-mobile shuttling kids around. AK was deep into Nutcracker Practice and that night I hosted a small gathering for some people I volunteer with.
Zoey, after getting fixed, and her last round of vaccinations as an early Christmas Present, got to finally go out the back gate to explore the "Back 40". She and Rupert had quite the standoff for their first meeting until Rupert took a good sniff of her rear end and declared to the heard, "It's okay, she's one of those domesticated things!
Last year I made fancy tea towels, that were not a hit. This year I bought an old frame from a thrift store, painted it white, and made it into a magnetic chalkboard. This year I hit a homerun, and it was hit!!
Mr.Boy had 100 items on his list, but in the end narrowed it down to three. A skateboard, a leather jacket, and a ridiculously expensive Volcom Hoodie. The kid has expensive taste just like his mama.
The next day I prepped for our annual Holiday Cookie Party. While out grabbing the last minute items, I got into a car accident, when someone decided to change lanes and hit my car. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but it is a pain in the rear, especially during the Christmas Holiday when you have 10,000 things to do. I spent my evening baking away my frustration in the form of sugar cookies.