Ah, well. Christmas was wonderful here, how was yours? We decorated cookies and spent time with family both nuclear and extended. We opened gifts and rode bikes and played with choo-choos and dollhouses and chap stick. My kids love chap stick, must be genetic. We hit two museums and the aquarium, where Mia wanted only to visit the revolving door that she recalled from our visit six months ago and Owen bashed his little nose in trying to kiss the fish in the tanks. Mia scored her first ever Happy Meal and then her second ever Happy Meal and also, at age 4.5 consumed her first ever animal (1.5 fish sticks) and saw her first ever movie theater movie. Owen tried to high-five the stuffed tiger suspended from the ceiling at Natural History and started saying "What's that?" every nine seconds and screamed in terror every time we tried to get him anywhere close to his great-great-uncle but kissed and hugged and patted and generally adored his 2-month-old cousin.
We played lots of Wii and did lots of coloring and spent hours watching Owen's new Thomas go around and around (and around and around). It was lovely. And even though I left the house without taking at least one child with me precisely once in three weeks, I am grateful that we are able to take this time with these little people to do not much of anything but be together.
And now, here we are again. My New Year's Resolution is to grow decent fingernails. Any tips? I don't bite them, they are just pitiful and peely.