The card, the card

So do you remember the TV show Fantasy Island? I used to love the beginning sequence where Tatoo shouted, "the plane, the plane." That's how I'm also feeling about Christmas cards this year. I've never really been into them before, but I find myself stalking the mailbox waiting to see what heart-felt greeting will find its way to us that day.

I've lost that shopping feeling

My feet are tired. I can't believe I said that out loud because I've never had this problem before (and if I did have it ... I would never admit it). I love to shop ... live for it. My friend Melody almost refuses to go shopping with me anymore because she knows when we go ... we're in for some serious "shopping."

Since everyone has been so sick lately I have fallen behind on my Christmas-gift-purchasing duties. So today, as soon as Shawn darked the door around 3:45p I bolted out the door to see if I could make a dent in an enormous list. Six hours later and I still have to go out again tomorrow. I'm tired. Maybe I should ask for a foot massager.

It's the most wonderful time of the year

Yeah ... so they say. But not around my house. We've had ongoing competitions between the kids and Shawn to see who can be the sickest the longest. Okay, not really ... well, maybe really.

• Truett came home sick on Monday and was finally diagnosed with RSV, double ear infections and pink eye on Wednesday. It's been a marathon of antibiotics, steriods and breathing treatments.
• A few short weeks ago both Mallory and Shawn had a competition between the two of them to see who could throw up the most times in a single day. Verdict is still out.
• A few weeks before that Mallory went through a terrible coughing spell. So much coughing she'd (you guess it) throw up.
• I could go on, but you'd be even more bored than you already are.

How I escaped all this sickness is a mystery to me. Maybe it's mind over matter (which is what I choose to believe). Because if I got sick who would take care of everyone else?

New Addition to the Family

According to Mallory I have another child besides her and Truett. Who knew? Did I miss nine months of being pregnant and the joys of giving birth? I know I've been busy and distracted lately but I'm not sure how I could miss that!

It started a few nights ago when Mallie was taking a bath. She kept telling me that Coco liked to take a bath. I'm thinking, "cuckoo for coco puffs?" After a series of insane questions it turns out that "Coco" is Mallie's new imaginary friend. Where the child came up with the name Coco is beyond me.

Whatever the name, Coco sounds like the type of girl I like to hang out with. Mainly because she works (e.g. makes money) and spends A LOT of time at the store shopping (e.g. spends the money). She's also very into purple, as that is what color she is, and is not worried about her weight or size because apparently she's a dinosaur. Yep ... loving me some Coco. :) She eats her veggies, goes to bed on time without crying ... my new perfect child.