It's Christmas Eve and that can be a complicated time for families. Especially when you have young children to deal with. So if you need to vent, or ask for help, or want to offer support or funny stories, please post here. (People not having problems, please check in to help people with issues.) I'll be back with a regular topic on December 26.
I'll start with an *extremely* minor quibble: My mom is determined that we're all going to go to the carols service at her church, which kicks off with a bell choir concert. I hate bell choirs (apologies to any readers involved in bell choirs, but they're nails on a chalkboard to me) and really can't do that. Nor can my brother or future SIL. So now we have to figure out how to negotiate that.
Your turn.
Here's one for you: I gave my 11-month old an ornament-wreath-thingie made of colorful jingle bells, then turned my head for a moment (aka got on the internet). When I checked back in with him, he was smiling, surrounded by jingle bells, and eating them.
Two days later I changed a very festive diaper.
Happy Holidays.
Posted by: Schwa de Vivre | December 30, 2008 at 11:30 PM
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahaha!
Somehow, I'm picturing this:
"Does the baby need changing?"
(sniff sniff)
"I'm not sure. Hang on."
(picks up baby, jiggles baby, listens)
(jingle jingle jingle)
"Yeah, it's time to change the baby."
Posted by: akeeyu | December 31, 2008 at 04:47 AM
We survived. Just barely. But we still seem to have some unwanted guests...
Since BIL is a smoker, he kept going outside for a smoke many times during the day and night, always leaving a door open (despite us telling him not to). (Did I mention I can't stand BIL?) One morning, we woke up to a freezing house and found that BIL had accidentally left the back door open ALL NIGHT LONG.... Late the following evening, after DS and my parents had gone to bed, we noticed something running across the living room floor -- a mouse!
BIL decides to chase after it with a hammer, yelling "MOUSE!!" at the top of his lungs, waking up the whole house. My mom must have started making the calls right then and there because the next day everyone on our frickin' family tree started calling and emailing about our mice problem. (Gee thanks, Mom! Just when I had almost forgotten that you suck.)
It's been over a week, and we have found a grand total of 5 mice! I am so sick of cleaning and wondering if we're all going to suddenly come down with hantavirus. Next Christmas, I swear there will be NO relatives invited.
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