Mama's going to make it all happen

A week ago we met up with the Teague family and enjoyed Disneyland. This is the PERFECT time of year to go. No lines, awesome holiday parade and a fabulous firework show! It was great to see the Teague family, the girls have changed so much!

Jessica (Cinderella) making friends with Mickey.


Emma having a good time

The very next day Nana and Grandaddy came from South Carolina to visit.

They looked like Santa, hauling their huge suitcase filled with nothing more than endless gifts for the girls!


We had a great time while they were visiting and always kept busy. Here the girls are "enjoying" snow brought in to a local park. You can just read Emma's mind, can't ya. This crap is cold, wet, slippery and just plain sucks! Gotta love her new jacket that Nana bought. too cute!


Jess and Nana made cookies. A special thanks goes out to Jess. Thanks honey, for personally licking your finger and touching every cookie.

One of the highlights was taking the girls to see Santa. Emma just loved him! Wrong. When Jess hated Santa she just sat there and yelled while the rest of the crowd stared at us like we were committing child abuse. Emma decided she would ante up and throw punches, kick, squirm and all but bite the fat man. Poor Jess, she's looking at Santa like, What the hell do you think you're doing to my sister ?

Wow, it's past 9pm and my rump has finally made contact with the couch for the first time in about a week. My knees feel swollen, my feet hurt, my back hurts, my eyes are so tired that they're bloodshot and are trying to cross, I feel like I just got out of a car accident....oh and I just got a paper cut on my tongue. Aren't the holidays a bitch? If I was real smart, I would have planned Jessica's pregnancy better. I would of had her closer to Christmas. That way I would still be in the "planning" mode. Kinda like from her over the top princess party. Only that was planning for a 4 hour event, not an entire season.

Holiday Season. Isn't that an oxymoron? I mean the word "day" is part of Holiday yet it lasts an entire season. Whatever the case, I'm ready to cancel the whole thing, fancy dinner and all and just open a beer and grab a bucket of chicken. I know........puttin' the "ass" in class.

I never knew growing up how much Mama had to do, to make it all happen. The Christmas tree, stockings, decorations, holiday photo's (3 trips to the blasted studio), holiday cards, presents for everyone you've ever met, planning the dinner and who's going to bring what, standing in endless lines, and the holiday parties. And that's just the beginning. Once you have that beautiful child, well....now you've got their parties and the food they need to bring and the blasted goodie bags and can't forget those teachers. Lord knows those poor women have worked hard.

I stood in a 30 minute line just to buy stamps. And then was handed the last stamps in the place...all containing baby Jesus. This meant tracking down "other" stamps as these were to be used for the 120 Holiday business cards I still have to address, and I certainly don't want to offend others with baby Jesus.

And the ornament exchange. I'm actually looking forward to this. I feel like I purchased a nice ornament, which of course wasn't the easiest task either. I mean after all, last thing I want to be, is the poor slob sitting at the party who's ornmanent is being opened and the women opening it, holds it up like a rotting dead fish and then restrains herself from going directly to the trash can to throw it away(which has actually happened to me). I feel like I at least will get the ever so overdramatic "OHHHHH" from the crowd.

And what I am looking forward to the most.......my baby girl dancing away on Friday night. I promise video. Just don't make fun, if once again, I'm blubbering. Can't help it.