Christmas 2011

Sorry for the blogging sabbatical. Things have been CrAzY for the past little bit. You get it, with Christmas and all. They shouldn't even count December as a real month. Its just a dedicated holiday month where you don't get anything done that you really need to do. Also, on December 15th we had Archie's first birthday. I have a cousin who has a family of 5. 4 of them have their birthday in December. Maybe thats a good plan. You have one insane month out of the year, and the rest of the year you just hang out. The holiday season has been a huge stress full of breakdowns for me, but thats another post. I can tell you about my December breakdowns ALL DAY.

Lets back up. Archie's birthday.

We did this Korean tradition (His Grandma is Korean) where you put 4 bowls in front of him, filled with noodles, rice, money, and pencils. Noodles= long life. Rice= never go hungry. Money= rich. Pencils= intelligent. Its a little Korean fortune telling. He picked the pencils, so better get started on that college fund.

Then Christmas came (pretty much the next day. Don't know how that happened.) I made matching PJs for the 3 of us. They have tractors on them. Whats best for Archie is best for all of us. Maybe when all 3 of us are wearing our PJs and someones around to take a picture I will show you. Archie got lots of toys. Eddie got luggage and legos. He's in his 30's. And I got the BEST. Eddie got me an iphone 4S. Its seriously amazing. My life is going to be so much more together now. And Siri is as, yes, incredible as one would hope. I'm going to be so much more organized now. I LOVE IT! Also, he got me 2 90 minute massages. Relaxation here I come. He said we can go together or I can go twice. He hates massages. Also, he just got one of those head massager things (like the kind they have at Sharper Image) and I told him I'd give him a 90 minute scalp massage.


We went to an hour of church yesterday, which was great, but before it started we were standing in the foyer and Archie's feet got caught on the rug and his little head went crashing into the door. He got a pretty good cut on one of his eyebrows. He screamed and Eddie and I took him into the bathroom and cleaned up his cut. Amazingly, there was a nurse there who was a HUGE help. Luckily, we didn't have to take him to the ER to get stitches on Christmas or anything, but the poor kid is so dang cute and sad looking all beat up.


We had to put a band aid pretty much covering his entire eyebrow, so the dark you see there is really just blood. I'm dreading changing his bandage. He's going to scream so much.