Belated

Bet your Nativity set didn't come with Pluto, Pongo, or a "Yodelin' Cowgirl."

That's what Ellie calls herself when she wears that hat. Not Jesse. Yodelin' Cowgirl. I managed to keep things out of Charlie's reach this year, but I couldn't keep Ellie away. Casualties so far are one sheep and one angel wing. When I found the broken pieces and asked Ellie about about it, she sounded a bit panicked and said, "But I can say 'sorry!' The doctor can fix it!" She still apologizes every once in a while for it. Nothing a little super glue can't fix.

I have a serious backlog of blogging material. The holidays were great, but we were all sick and are just now  really recovering from our ear aches/sinus infections/coughs. So I didn't get around to chronicling everything in the moment. And lately Brady has wanted to work from home while he still has the chance and has been using the computer a lot.

I just might go back sometime and post a few holiday pictures, since I am terrible at any other form of record keeping and someday my kids might appreciate seeing the pictures. If you few readers will indulge me. Not very zen of me to look back, but aren't we supposed to try to keep the Christmas spirit all year long? In case I don't get around to it, though, this counts as this year's and maybe next year's Christmas card. Hope everyone had a lovely time.