Picture Parade

Tonight is Jim's company Christmas Party. I tried on all my winter dressy stuff last night and decided I hate white, so I'm off to shop and stress about it. Also, the baby has suddenly shunned anything except boobs and there's not much reserve in the freezer. Baby, why do you torture me? So, not much thought here. Mostly pictures, but I'm promise you a full Christmas Party update tomorrow.

Remember my husband's Martha moment with the squash and weeds and such? This is what I get if I ask him to finish putting up the Christmas lights. I'm guessing the blob on the ground is The Artist's rendition of the nativity and the stuff hanging from the tree are the palm fronds? Also, not included in the picture, is the ladder left out overnight for two nights depicting humanity's work in progress. I think we're going to be fined by the Neighborhood Association. (Also, this reminds me of someone's photo of her husband's attempt to put away the pizza in the fridge... Does anyone know where I saw that? It was hilarious!)

Here's the artist and his twin brother. One obviously hogged all the amniotic fluid.


And here are the kids with the almost-finished tree. If you're thinking "Madeleine, please don't push the baby onto the floor", that's what I was thinking too.